HeyJaredJannatul Bushra
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- Sep 28, 2026
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Dhaka’s energy crisis is turning everyday life into survival (opens the original)
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DHAKA – Everyday survival in Dhaka has quietly turned into an exhausting psychological tax. Between sudden blackouts, skyrocketing grocery bills, and endless queues, the emotional toll of constant adjustment is burning the city out. I will not drag you through an 8th-grade composition on load shedding or inflation complete with standard causes, bleak effects, and a mandatory hopeful ending about Bangladesh’s bright future. Nobody needs that anymore. We are well past the point of needing a recap.
Watching Dhaka assemble from above (opens the original)
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Most cities give you a designated place to stand, sigh, and pretend you are contemplating your life choices while gazing at the skyline. Be it from an elevated riverfront, a public observation deck, a fort, a cliff, a mountain, an iconic tower, or a knoll. Anything, really! Even neighbouring Kolkata has the Howrah Bridge and Vidyasagar Setu sweeping across the Hooghly, offering the river and skyline a genuine chance to show off. And Dhaka? Dhaka has -- how shall I put this politely -- nothing. W
Meet the hawkers carrying Nakshi Kantha through Dhaka (opens the original)
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Certain things carry their entire journey in their name, Nakshi Kantha, for instance. The name takes you somewhere before you have even decided to go — A village courtyard. A woman with a needle in hand, patiently pulling stories through coloured thread. An old saree being given one more life. Stories of lives that came before us, and of lives that still linger in the villages where these kanthas are made. For others, the name carries Jasimuddin's literary world of Nakshi Kanthar Math — Rupai, S
Shishu Park: the missing piece of Shahbagh (opens the original)
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I often catch myself, almost involuntarily, looking towards the spot where Shishu Park once stood whenever I pass through Shahbagh. It doesn’t matter whether I am heading to the university, Pathak Samabesh, or simply cutting through Suhrawardy Udyan. Somehow, my eyes still expect to find the familiar entrance gate waiting there. I know the gates are gone. I know the little train no longer whistles its way around the park. There are no impatient children bargaining with exhausted parents for “jus
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