Dive deep from the sleepDive soon from the moonDive for the killDie never willUnstoppable force from the skyWill spread the sound of merciful cryQuick eyes in the dark of nightThere is no escape tonig..
Sorrow has grown to be my friendI wish to see my miserable endCrying screams, scars too deepI beg for mercy, to join Gods keepThis world he sees, has no happy endHe waits with his head, to the ground ..
Men fish with their children in a river coloured bright green with algae.The kids help their father before leaping from the boat, taking a swim in the Sirajganj upazila river in Bangladesh.Over the ye..
In Bangladesh, a large proportion of marine and freshwater fish landings are processed by drying. Dry fish is locally called ‘Shutki’. In winter, many fishermen catch fish mainly to make dry fish. But..
At the end of the night, at the beginning of the day, in the winter morning, the people of the village are rushing to their workplaces. Traditional cow cart, bicycle or someone walking to work. 90% of..