tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91122798570354014692024-03-13T07:46:23.414-07:00ScarecrowFahim Hossainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02079539047360849552noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112279857035401469.post-4543839524423066592009-10-11T19:02:00.000-07:002009-12-04T17:05:04.500-08:00Lalakhal, Sylhet<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/StKzIxYgdiI/AAAAAAAAAUc/IQoiIoFjZec/s1600-h/DSC_0341s1+copy_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/StKzIxYgdiI/AAAAAAAAAUc/IQoiIoFjZec/s320/DSC_0341s1+copy_resize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391568667192358434" /></a><br />A few days me and some of my friends went to visit Sylhet. But we actually barely got out of the Rest-room that we stayed because of the unusual hot weather. But we still managed to visit a couple of tea estaes, Jaflong and Lalakhal. Many of you know about Jaflong. So I am not going to tell you about the captivating beauty of jaflong.I would rather like to depict about a charming place "Lalakhal"- a place not commonly visited. . Lalakhal can be reached by turning right side while going towards Jaflong which is 6-7 km from the main road.The road towards lalkhal isn't much pleasing though as it is not paved and very undulated .To some other people this place seem very usual<br />but the mother nature and tranquility of the small place won my heart. The green bluish color of the water will just blow your mind. You can enjoy boat ride there. When you cross the lake you will come across a tea estate . The vast tea estate and calmness of the tea area are worth enjoying.We have heard from the locals that the tea easte is 5-6km long...couldn't varyify the truth of the locals statement as we stayed there for only one hour. Wish we could stay there atleast one night. Those who want to stay there they can contact with the manager of the Tea estate. I wish to visit the place in the near future.Fahim Hossainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02079539047360849552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112279857035401469.post-54534711134705265132009-06-06T03:19:00.000-07:002009-06-14T08:29:29.448-07:00Documentary on WarfazeWarfaze is a popular hard rock and heavy metal band in Bangladesh both in the underground and mainstream scene.The band was formed in 1984. Kamal, Mir, Hell, Naimul and Bappy started a line up and after a very short time Tipu joined the band as drummer and band leader. They started the journey to do some real good hard rock and heavy metal music in Bangladesh in the old days where people used to listen only to pop, folk etc kind of music.They introduced the mass people to the sound of bengali hard rock for the first time. Soon they became very popular. <br /><br />The band Warfaze is thought to be the pioneer of today's heavy metal bands and inspiration of todays many underground bands. The band's most popular albums are Warfaze, released in 1991, Abak Bhalobasa in 1994, Jibandhara in 1996, Asamajik in 1998, Alo in 2000 and Moharaj in 2003.Till now the band Warfaze has gone through many changes in the line up but yet producing good quality of music.The current line up is...<br /><br />Guitar - Kamal<br />Guitar2 - Oni<br />Vocal - Mizan<br />Keyboards - Shams (Backing Vocal)<br />Bass - Roger (Metal Maze)<br />Drums - Tipu (Percussion)<br /><br /><br />Now my words are not strong enough to depict a band that's stayed for more than 25 years into the hearts of bangladeshi music lovers.So here is my little effort to documentary the legendary band Warfaze. All of these Photos were captured in BUET in the occasion of "level completion of Batch 05" & "Civil festival".<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SipdRDBRzJI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/5GSHctoW_4Y/s1600-h/DSC_0144+YOO_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SipdRDBRzJI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/5GSHctoW_4Y/s320/DSC_0144+YOO_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344186455278341266" /></a><br />Before starting the concert...tuning going on<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SipdRVMdXSI/AAAAAAAAARA/M5gUSpIf0b8/s1600-h/DSC_0251+a_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SipdRVMdXSI/AAAAAAAAARA/M5gUSpIf0b8/s320/DSC_0251+a_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344186460157074722" /></a><br />Warfaze kicks off the show with their popular song " Hotasha "<br /> <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/Sip1CYPxHuI/AAAAAAAAASw/sG62T7Tajoc/s1600-h/Final+one1_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/Sip1CYPxHuI/AAAAAAAAASw/sG62T7Tajoc/s320/Final+one1_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344212591557287650" /></a><br />Rocking Hard: featuring Oni <br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/Sip1CUEjl5I/AAAAAAAAASo/jhZgjZyTjE0/s1600-h/DSC_0902+copy_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/Sip1CUEjl5I/AAAAAAAAASo/jhZgjZyTjE0/s320/DSC_0902+copy_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344212590436521874" /></a><br />Mizan the vocal of Warfaze performing "Shomoy"<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SipoVPP165I/AAAAAAAAARo/bEc8UQBTA9k/s1600-h/DSC_0564_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SipoVPP165I/AAAAAAAAARo/bEc8UQBTA9k/s320/DSC_0564_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344198621908036498" /></a><br />Kamal & Roger delivering ear-searing heavy metal music<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SipoVlSwleI/AAAAAAAAAR4/T5njJBkaZT8/s1600-h/DSC_0647_YO_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SipoVlSwleI/AAAAAAAAAR4/T5njJBkaZT8/s320/DSC_0647_YO_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344198627825849826" /></a><br />Tipu caught in the frame while performing "Oshamajik"<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/Sip1B0vTPJI/AAAAAAAAASY/CwukxIgny_I/s1600-h/DSC_0394_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/Sip1B0vTPJI/AAAAAAAAASY/CwukxIgny_I/s320/DSC_0394_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344212582025870482" /></a><br />Warfaze Performing "Ekti chele"<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/Sip1CFwxlnI/AAAAAAAAASg/YRtJ3f3ToJk/s1600-h/DSC_0495+copy_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/Sip1CFwxlnI/AAAAAAAAASg/YRtJ3f3ToJk/s320/DSC_0495+copy_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344212586595456626" /></a><br />Oni doing his Solo part.....<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SipoVzKHh6I/AAAAAAAAASA/IXdhxe_qSf8/s1600-h/DSC_0659aaaa_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SipoVzKHh6I/AAAAAAAAASA/IXdhxe_qSf8/s320/DSC_0659aaaa_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344198631547701154" /></a><br />Drummer tipu playing the blood pumping drum beats<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SipoVnEPHDI/AAAAAAAAARw/_hxvLPizANM/s1600-h/DSC_0593aa+copy_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SipoVnEPHDI/AAAAAAAAARw/_hxvLPizANM/s320/DSC_0593aa+copy_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344198628301806642" /></a><br />Warfaze mesmerizing the crowd with their striking performance<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SipkJCB_AZI/AAAAAAAAARg/GJoUozBv5oo/s1600-h/DSC_04461_YOO_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SipkJCB_AZI/AAAAAAAAARg/GJoUozBv5oo/s320/DSC_04461_YOO_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344194014155309458" /></a><br />Kamal the master of guitar....is also very popular in the underground scene<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SipkIldEGCI/AAAAAAAAARI/Hay13rX0KPE/s1600-h/DSC_0351aaadd_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SipkIldEGCI/AAAAAAAAARI/Hay13rX0KPE/s320/DSC_0351aaadd_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344194006484260898" /></a><br />Jamming of Guitar gurus <br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SipkJFtppeI/AAAAAAAAARY/ORnfh41Pfzs/s1600-h/DSC_0776sss_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SipkJFtppeI/AAAAAAAAARY/ORnfh41Pfzs/s320/DSC_0776sss_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344194015143765474" /></a><br />Wardfaze performing "Jibondhara"<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/Sip2Lt3M-kI/AAAAAAAAAS4/2cS_6c62H1k/s1600-h/DSC_00241+copy_4_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/Sip2Lt3M-kI/AAAAAAAAAS4/2cS_6c62H1k/s320/DSC_00241+copy_4_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344213851490286146" /></a><br />Oni in action (1)<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SipdQz3ntBI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Yl71hg2yYDs/s1600-h/BEST_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SipdQz3ntBI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Yl71hg2yYDs/s320/BEST_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344186451211301906" /></a><br />Oni in Action (2)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SipkI7a2MRI/AAAAAAAAARQ/1sVEcZ-nFQc/s1600-h/DSC_0743a+!_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SipkI7a2MRI/AAAAAAAAARQ/1sVEcZ-nFQc/s320/DSC_0743a+!_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344194012380541202" /></a><br />Oni in action (3)<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/Sip6dZegpvI/AAAAAAAAATQ/0UuAJ9uyKmQ/s1600-h/DSC_0368aaa_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/Sip6dZegpvI/AAAAAAAAATQ/0UuAJ9uyKmQ/s320/DSC_0368aaa_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344218553302165234" /></a><br />Roger the bassist of warfaze<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/Sip6dhaMH5I/AAAAAAAAATY/G3ywaLIf024/s1600-h/DSC_0526asbdkjas1_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/Sip6dhaMH5I/AAAAAAAAATY/G3ywaLIf024/s320/DSC_0526asbdkjas1_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344218555431526290" /></a><br />Roger showing his bass dexterity<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/Sip0FQe9wvI/AAAAAAAAASI/igwukocgWrQ/s1600-h/sasdsafsdfsdfg_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/Sip0FQe9wvI/AAAAAAAAASI/igwukocgWrQ/s320/sasdsafsdfsdfg_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344211541501526770" /></a><br />Shams is the keyboardist of Warfaze....he also plays the role of back vocal.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/Sip0Fi6lO5I/AAAAAAAAASQ/oYOQNdpO7Dw/s1600-h/DSC_0857aaa_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/Sip0Fi6lO5I/AAAAAAAAASQ/oYOQNdpO7Dw/s320/DSC_0857aaa_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344211546449197970" /></a><br />Keyboardist Shams creating magic behind the keyboard<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/Sip5NZ2fH0I/AAAAAAAAATI/r159hhMpoDY/s1600-h/DSC_0262aa1+copy_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/Sip5NZ2fH0I/AAAAAAAAATI/r159hhMpoDY/s320/DSC_0262aa1+copy_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344217179013193538" /></a><br />Warfaze performing their last song of the show...."Moharaz"Fahim Hossainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02079539047360849552noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112279857035401469.post-84127139241083449762009-04-23T06:19:00.000-07:002009-04-26T09:34:37.211-07:00Mechanism of Brick field<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SfBwqGnSYnI/AAAAAAAAANg/BXP5Jhc9rWM/s1600-h/IMG_1778sss1s_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SfBwqGnSYnI/AAAAAAAAANg/BXP5Jhc9rWM/s320/IMG_1778sss1s_resize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327882227811508850" /></a><br />Workers are preparing soil for brick production. The pile of stocked dried soils cut by one worker while other worker is softening the soil by throwing water into the soil.<br /><br />Boshila, March 2009<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SfBwqopn00I/AAAAAAAAANw/fYDejFbB65s/s1600-h/IMG_1791ss+copys_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SfBwqopn00I/AAAAAAAAANw/fYDejFbB65s/s320/IMG_1791ss+copys_resize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327882236948108098" /></a><br />A worker in the brick field arranges the dried raw bricks. Later these the raw bricks will be sent to burn into the oven.<br /><br />Boshila, March 2009<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SfBxhk4kIGI/AAAAAAAAAOA/2CYPAEh7D28/s1600-h/hkjg+copy_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SfBxhk4kIGI/AAAAAAAAAOA/2CYPAEh7D28/s320/hkjg+copy_resize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327883180829843554" /></a><br />Women workers carrying raw bricks for stocking. Most of the stored bricks will be burnt during the production time while the extra stored bricks will be burnt during the starting of monsoon. Till then most of the bricks will be covered by the polythene. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SfBzQbARdDI/AAAAAAAAAOg/h09j5Bm3OCQ/s1600-h/IMG_1508ssssssssssssssdsfsss+copy_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SfBzQbARdDI/AAAAAAAAAOg/h09j5Bm3OCQ/s320/IMG_1508ssssssssssssssdsfsss+copy_resize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327885085143299122" /></a><br />Mr Saidul is a brick carrier. He comes from Mymensingh, works from dawn till disk. He earns 150tk daily. Like Mr. Saidul most of the workers of brickfield are seasonal migrants, contracted with the “Shardar” for 6 months to work from November till mid of April. After the end of their deal they have to come back to their home and they engage themselves in agricultural activities in their native village until the production season starts again. <br /><br />Aminbazar, March 2009<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SfBxh8UUaGI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/TOhUy90_AEU/s1600-h/IMG_2011ssss+copyssss1s_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SfBxh8UUaGI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/TOhUy90_AEU/s320/IMG_2011ssss+copyssss1s_resize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327883187120269410" /></a><br />Nurjahan…a coal worker…..breaks coals into pieces…prepares it for burning in the oven. She says it is getting tough to work under the hot sun as it hasn’t rained yet this year. She also takes care of her child. Women do all sorts of work here from breaking coals, carrying bricks to cooking, taking care of families. ...most of them earn just enough to be able to have three basic meals every day. <br /><br />Fatulla,Narayanganj, March 2009<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SfBxhg2VCGI/AAAAAAAAAN4/k3Sh5hfH2tQ/s1600-h/fgfgfdhdh_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SfBxhg2VCGI/AAAAAAAAAN4/k3Sh5hfH2tQ/s320/fgfgfdhdh_resize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327883179746723938" /></a><br />A worker is pouring coals into the heat chambers of the Brick oven. The coals are the fuel for the oven. This brick oven runs all over the season.The workers sometimes put their large pots in the heat chamber to cook their meals.<br /><br />Pagla,Narayanganj, March 2009<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SfBzQJIDbwI/AAAAAAAAAOY/rywFbEw-OYM/s1600-h/Finalls_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SfBzQJIDbwI/AAAAAAAAAOY/rywFbEw-OYM/s320/Finalls_resize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327885080344096514" /></a><br />It is 3.00 p.m. in the brick fields. Here workers get 2 to 2 and half hours of rest after working till 12 p.m.. A manager is yelling at his worker for starting the work in delay. The manager seemed a bit hot tempered as some of the workers have fled away cause of scorching heat of March; puts extra pressure on the manager to produce bricks. Fleeing away from the brick field is a common scene in the brick fields.<br /><br />Tongi,Dhaka 2009<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SfDcsUeQa6I/AAAAAAAAAPI/NVCEoWKOv58/s1600-h/IMG_1675hhssr45_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SfDcsUeQa6I/AAAAAAAAAPI/NVCEoWKOv58/s320/IMG_1675hhssr45_resize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328001013147265954" /></a><br />After stocking some bricks into the oven a worker is rushing back to bring more raw bricks as the workers has to stock more raw bricks before dusk. Yet all-day long fatigue doesn’t help him much from smiling.<br /><br />Aminbazar, March 2009<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SfB3RW3Ce1I/AAAAAAAAAO4/o0Uol-dUZKM/s1600-h/IMG_1486ssssss+copy+copyjk%3Bljk%3Bl_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SfB3RW3Ce1I/AAAAAAAAAO4/o0Uol-dUZKM/s320/IMG_1486ssssss+copy+copyjk%3Bljk%3Bl_resize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327889499257207634" /></a><br />Workers bringing the raw bricks to put those into the oven for burning. These bricks will be burnt for 7 days. After that the produced bricks will be stored for selling.<br /><br />Aminbazar,March 2009<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SfBxh0xqTiI/AAAAAAAAAOI/j6W0y0dnKZ4/s1600-h/IMG_1727s+copysss_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SfBxh0xqTiI/AAAAAAAAAOI/j6W0y0dnKZ4/s320/IMG_1727s+copysss_resize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327883185095855650" /></a><br />It is almost dusk. But the work doesn’t stop in the brickfields. A worker transports manufactured bricks through van along a steeply ground. His child comes to help by pushing the cart. Here children are not seen very commonly to work in the brick fields. A positive sign is that the owners of the Brickfields are more conscious about Child labor law.<br /><br />Aminbazar, March 2009<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SfBzcaH6DwI/AAAAAAAAAOo/kIj9hfthrR0/s1600-h/IMG_17061+copy_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SfBzcaH6DwI/AAAAAAAAAOo/kIj9hfthrR0/s320/IMG_17061+copy_resize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327885291065315074" /></a><br />Workers working in Amin-Bazar brick field. This is the month of March. They will work for 1 more month. After that the production will stop as the monsoon starts. During the monsoon the whole brick field goes under water. The labors are sent home and the “Maliks” sell the stocked bricks during the whole off season.<br /><br />Aminbazar, March 2009Fahim Hossainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02079539047360849552noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112279857035401469.post-7547379943853894972009-04-18T09:35:00.000-07:002009-04-19T04:45:33.901-07:00Ramna ParkIt is actually a shame that i never visited the famous Ramna park with in my 1.5 years of University life.The shame would would have actually lasted longer if it weren't for Tanim bhai. Last year (2008)in November our classes were over and 2 week long preparatory leave (PL)for exam was about to start. But i was looking for a bit relief rather than sitting straight for studying. So I asked my close big brother (Tanim bhai) from our Department for companionship (and also for security...:)...i never take the risk to go to unknown places alone with my camera).<br /><br />It was a early November morning. We met in front of Tanim bhais dormitory and started the journey.We entered the park around 6.40 am. <br /><br />Among very few Parks of Dhaka City Ramna Park is one of them. This park serves as a lung of the City. The park, established originally by the Mughal emperors in 1610, was later developed by the British colonial rulers and local Nawabs in the 19th Century.This park contains a lake and many varieties of trees.Among them many are rare ones and safe nests for the birds.The people of Dhaka city come here to get a bit of relief from the hectic Urban life.<br /><br />We walked along the pathways adorned with natural beauty.The tranquility and peace of morning in Ramna Park is great which is also quite impossible to imagine in a city like Dhaka. The green scenario of the park is very refreshing. The sun was flickering through the leaves of the tree. I tried to capture the rays with my camera.<br /><br />People were jogging and doing exercise.These people come here to keep themselves fit.Women in large group doing exercising can also be found.Many old people also come here early in the morning. They come, gossip, do exercise. The jogging continued till 8.30 am. After that things started to loosen up as many of them had to go to their work-place.<br /><br /><br />Here are some of the moments that I captured that day.....<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SerIwCN1onI/AAAAAAAAAMA/I2pYN316izw/s1600-h/1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SerIwCN1onI/AAAAAAAAAMA/I2pYN316izw/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326290236873220722" /></a><br />People working out early in the morning.......<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SerIwVAF6TI/AAAAAAAAAMI/elUjIuu_FMg/s1600-h/2.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SerIwVAF6TI/AAAAAAAAAMI/elUjIuu_FMg/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326290241915840818" /></a><br />People jogging early in the morning in Ramna Park<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SerIwnUc_fI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/CYhI6uAStnA/s1600-h/3.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SerIwnUc_fI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/CYhI6uAStnA/s320/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326290246833077746" /></a><br />To stay fit.......<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SerIwjGgvDI/AAAAAAAAAMY/b6hUXhyl43I/s1600-h/4.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SerIwjGgvDI/AAAAAAAAAMY/b6hUXhyl43I/s320/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326290245700860978" /></a><br />In search of healthy soul, mind and body......<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SerL9CpSCXI/AAAAAAAAANA/E2LDzLQTRQk/s1600-h/5.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SerL9CpSCXI/AAAAAAAAANA/E2LDzLQTRQk/s320/5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326293758861511026" /></a><br />Streching......<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SerKPjBVAcI/AAAAAAAAAM4/c7IQNzYgB3Y/s1600-h/8.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SerKPjBVAcI/AAAAAAAAAM4/c7IQNzYgB3Y/s320/8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326291877766693314" /></a><br />Morning time pleasure<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SerKPNZsBPI/AAAAAAAAAMo/iM14VQyM-iE/s1600-h/6.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SerKPNZsBPI/AAAAAAAAAMo/iM14VQyM-iE/s320/6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326291871963284722" /></a><br />Bathing in the morning rays<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SerKPROd4mI/AAAAAAAAAMw/fYqgIS6oib0/s1600-h/7.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SerKPROd4mI/AAAAAAAAAMw/fYqgIS6oib0/s320/7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326291872989962850" /></a><br />Dance of Light and Shadows<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We stood there for about 1.45hr. After that we came back to our Dormitory. It was a good experience to visit a refreshing place like Ramna Park. I have a plan to go there again and do a documentary about the situation condition and lifestyles of Ramna Park.Fahim Hossainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02079539047360849552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112279857035401469.post-71432520904513435182009-03-10T05:29:00.000-07:002009-05-03T13:52:43.165-07:00Bandarban, November 2008And it happened all of a sudden when our exam was postponed. We got plenty of free times and wondering about what to do during the unexpected free time. One evening me and my friend Rana proposed the plan to go to bandarban. And that was it! The plan seemed to be everyone’s liking as everyone was willing to break free from the monotonous life.<br /><br />The journey started at 24th November night 10.30 p.m. The plan was to go to Chittagong from Kaamalapur rail station though train, then through bus to bandarban. We were 10 in number. All of them were from my department. The train started off a little bit late (11.00 pm)…..and we were on to our journey.<br /><br />Once I earned my seat in the train I tried to sleep as much I could as I knew the very next day will be very tiring…..while my other friends were playing cards, joking. We reached Chittagong train station around 7.00 am. After reaching the train station we had some light but very tasty breakfast.<br /><br />After having the breakfast we went to the bus station and started off from there at 9.00 am towards our final destination Bandarban. After managing my seat in the bus I started to discover the Chittagong city through the glass of the bus. After a while I found all of my friends asleep......must the night long card playing! But having a sound sleep in the train didn’t help me either! Soon I fell asleep unknowingly. I don’t know how long I slept and was waken up by my friends call who was very excited and asking me to look out the window. When I looked out of the window a cold feeling of excitement flowed through my heart. It was all green and big mountains were surrounding us. And the bus was moving through hilly, undulated and meandering road which made me realize we were close to Bandarban!<br /><br />We reached Bandarban at at 11.00am. We didn’t have any plan to stay in the Bandarban City rather our plan was to stay at ruma bazaar which is almost 40 km away from the main town center. And the only available transportation to reach Rumabazar was “Chader gari”. Chader gari is a special type Jeep car which can contain almost 25 people inside or on the roof of the Jeep. So we split up into two groups into two Chadergari.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbZszDk0cyI/AAAAAAAAAHU/d_nb0yMMxUA/s1600-h/IMG_90241+copy_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbZszDk0cyI/AAAAAAAAAHU/d_nb0yMMxUA/s320/IMG_90241+copy_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311552434918945570" /></a><br />Chader gari<br /><br />But unfortunately we couldn’t manage our seats inside the jeep. So we had to settle down our self with the sits on the roof of the jeep and of which we obviously were not happy at all. But as the Jeep started to move we realized how lucky we were. The view from the roof was breath taking. The visibility over the distant hilly areas was mind-blowing. The sky was blue. The hot sun seemed just perfect. If we weren’t on the roof of the Jeep we would definitely miss the captivating beauty of the bandarban. Besides we found staying on the “Chader gari” very challenging as you have to keep balance by grabbing the rod of the Bridge of the roof which was risky as well. I tried to take some snaps from the Chadergari....but as the Jeep was moving I ended up with blurry shots….besides I hadn’t the widest lens to take some landscapes. <br /><br />Anyway we reached at shangu nadi ghat at almost 1.30 p.m. From where it was almost 1 or 1.5 hours of journey by boat to reach Ruma Bajar. So we didn’t delay much, straight got into the boat. And not to mention the view from the boat was fantastic. There were mountains on the two sides of the Shangu river. The water level wasn’t high at all as it was the time of winter. I saw some indigenous kids catching fishes in ankle height water. Once thought to frame the pictures in camera but decided to enjoy the beauty with my own eye. Sometimes you just can’t capture all the beauty of the nature. You have to feel it, enjoy it with your god gifted eye. This is what I realized while I was discovering Bandarban.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbZlx0CikCI/AAAAAAAAAGc/GAppP_iYplQ/s1600-h/IMG_90631111ss_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbZlx0CikCI/AAAAAAAAAGc/GAppP_iYplQ/s320/IMG_90631111ss_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311544716987371554" /></a><br />Beauty of Shonkho river. Locally known as Shangu . The only river in Bangladesh that starts and ends in Bangladesh <br /><br />We reached at Rumabazar at 3.30pm. We were starving and very much exhausted. Our next target was to look for hotels and we finally managed a hotel (Hilton Hotel) with 2 rooms of total 5 beds for 700tk. After getting a bit fresh we were on our way to fill our stomachs. The meal was very delicious....may be because of staying the whole day unfed. <br />Next we went the check out the area…..but it was too late. It was dusk already. But we managed to visit some tribal homes in the adjacent hilly areas and had a great time with some tribal kids. They seemed pretty blissful to see us. But we had come back early to Rumabazar Hotel due lack of light. The night we went to bed early as we knew we had a big day ahead of us. The plan was to wake up early sharp at 6.00 am and to move towards Bogalake.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbfKmwQywdI/AAAAAAAAAHs/URo8JL6RuNQ/s1600-h/IMG_9081+copy1_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbfKmwQywdI/AAAAAAAAAHs/URo8JL6RuNQ/s320/IMG_9081+copy1_resize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311937052645966290" /></a><br />Layers of Bandarban<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbffVd18LeI/AAAAAAAAAIs/EBE1k5xZqSk/s1600-h/IMG_90981+copy_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbffVd18LeI/AAAAAAAAAIs/EBE1k5xZqSk/s320/IMG_90981+copy_resize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311959845387906530" /></a><br />Tribal kids in front of fire<br /><br />But as usual no one wake but me. I wake up my friend Arif and took him with to check out the area, hoping within this time my friends to wake up. It was around 6.30 am and the whole Ruma bazaar was covered by mist. Nothing was visible but the lights of the houses that were still turned situated on in the hills. I couldn’t wait to have a look to the surrounding conditions of the Shangu River. The view of the Shangu River was just excellent. The boats were floating the foggy weather; People were bathing, collecting waters. The misty condition gave the Shangu River a whole new appearance, the mood and atmosphere was totally different from the river I saw yesterday. My mind became full of bliss, being able to explore the beauty of misty Shangu River. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbfDrNw2cCI/AAAAAAAAAHc/U_QwmmTzoHQ/s1600-h/finaall+bazar_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbfDrNw2cCI/AAAAAAAAAHc/U_QwmmTzoHQ/s320/finaall+bazar_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311929432703135778" /></a><br />Misty Ruma bazar at 6.30 am<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbZmp8rkCFI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1OMSXmZ4qss/s1600-h/aaaaaasdsadsa_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbZmp8rkCFI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1OMSXmZ4qss/s320/aaaaaasdsadsa_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311545681379592274" /></a><br />Shangu River at the winter morning<br /><br />We started our journey towards Boga Lake at 8.30 am. We took permission from the local army camp and had to hire a guide. We decided to walk. The guide told us if we can walk fast enough we might reach there within 2 p.m. which leaves us a very little time to explore the famous Boga Lake as we had to come back to Ruma bazaar within the present day. He also warned us it is not going to be that painless and he insisted to hire a Chader gari. But we decided to enjoy the gorgeousness of Bandarban while walking and hiking and decided to come back from the Boga Lake through Chader gari.<br /><br /> But the guide proved himself right just after 30 min when we got tired hiking a steeply hill. But the guide assured us that next 3 hours will be easy as we will be walking through plain land. So we started moving again. We were on foot in the plain grounds, surrounded by hills in the both side. The beauty of the hills made us dumbfound…and we started to consider ourselves lucky for not missing the magnificent vista. We came across many water streams. The water was crystal clear. It was always my dream to cross across little “Jhiri” (small water streams)…step on the stones inside the water and watch tiny fishes go swimming. And finally my dream came true. <br /><br />I found some tribal fisher man catching fishes in the Jhiri. The sun was up and the weather got warmer…we started to get sweaty. But the fabulous scenarios of Bandarban were always there to take away our fatigue.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/Sbfea8LM1BI/AAAAAAAAAIk/D0bmlaa1YtQ/s1600-h/IMG_9168sssss_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/Sbfea8LM1BI/AAAAAAAAAIk/D0bmlaa1YtQ/s320/IMG_9168sssss_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311958839917859858" /></a><br />Walking in between the hills<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbZqrizdzHI/AAAAAAAAAHE/4E7lHCxolbA/s1600-h/Final_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbZqrizdzHI/AAAAAAAAAHE/4E7lHCxolbA/s320/Final_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311550106839665778" /></a><br />Tribal Fisherman throwing his net insearch of fishes<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbfKnTBk8MI/AAAAAAAAAH8/RUFr8TGjq7s/s1600-h/IMG_9238ssssss+copy_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbfKnTBk8MI/AAAAAAAAAH8/RUFr8TGjq7s/s320/IMG_9238ssssss+copy_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311937061977387202" /></a><br />Tribal women going out for work<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbfQSYYqTrI/AAAAAAAAAIE/eyEtqTet3h4/s1600-h/IMG_9188112sss_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbfQSYYqTrI/AAAAAAAAAIE/eyEtqTet3h4/s320/IMG_9188112sss_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" <br />alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311943299708898994" /></a><br />Tribal Fisherman<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbffVneLuzI/AAAAAAAAAI0/VrUnM3n6lt0/s1600-h/IMG_9185sssssssssss_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbffVneLuzI/AAAAAAAAAI0/VrUnM3n6lt0/s320/IMG_9185sssssssssss_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311959847972617010" /></a><br />Tribal women looking for crabs & fishes inside the stones.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbfxtFTYXEI/AAAAAAAAAJk/sIUgpPT9Ijg/s1600-h/IMG_91771_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbfxtFTYXEI/AAAAAAAAAJk/sIUgpPT9Ijg/s320/IMG_91771_resize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311980042326662210" /></a><br />And the journey still goes on......<br /><br />But things started to get worse when we started hiking again after 4 hours. A friend of mine became sick. It became hard for him to walk anymore with his bulky body. He was slipping in the steeply hills and became frightened. All the way we had to give him confidence and mental strength to trek the hills.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbfKnKSHluI/AAAAAAAAAH0/TeXQK-vdYTU/s1600-h/IMG_9227+copy_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbfKnKSHluI/AAAAAAAAAH0/TeXQK-vdYTU/s320/IMG_9227+copy_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311937059630847714" /></a><br />On the top of the hills . This is about 3000 ft high from the sea level. From there we hab to trekk down another 45 min to reach there.<br /><br /> After another 3 hours of struggling and trekking we finally reached Boga Lake. We had no strength left. Not every day you do 6.5 hours of trekking!!...Right??<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbfhJSNOavI/AAAAAAAAAJM/GMBTOTZ8SYU/s1600-h/IMG_9241+copy1+copy_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbfhJSNOavI/AAAAAAAAAJM/GMBTOTZ8SYU/s320/IMG_9241+copy1+copy_resize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311961835129170674" /></a><br />After 7 hours of trekking all of a sudden the first view that you will get is this when you are close to bogalake which is refreshing enough to take all of your tiredness.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbZrQZUctFI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Hv69iPrCGzo/s1600-h/Final+2_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbZrQZUctFI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Hv69iPrCGzo/s320/Final+2_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311550739948811346" /></a><br />A trible abode in hills around Bogalake<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbZnhGzY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/jGrTP2xtOdQ/s1600-h/IMG_9270aaaaaassdsad1_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbZnhGzY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/jGrTP2xtOdQ/s320/IMG_9270aaaaaassdsad1_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311546628989579682" /></a><br />An afternoon moment in Bogalake. Locals believe that the Dragon Lord lives inside the lake.Some people assumes it might be crater of a dead volcano.2700ft above the sea level this unique lake is a must to visit.<br /> <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbfiNUjUyxI/AAAAAAAAAJc/xX29zLtYIA4/s1600-h/IMG_92751+copy_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbfiNUjUyxI/AAAAAAAAAJc/xX29zLtYIA4/s320/IMG_92751+copy_resize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311963003989838610" /></a><br />Returning from Boga lake<br /><br />We returned from Boga lake around 4.45 pm. Through Chader gari. We couldn’t stay much in Boga Lake because it is dangerous to drive in dark. While coming back we got the opportunity to enjoy sunset from the hills. The Jeep was moving fast so I couldn’t capture any of the beautiful scenarios. <br /><br /><br /><br />The next day that is the last day we decided just to check out the Bandarban main town and the well-known Temple of gold. So we came back from Rumabazar and entered the town centre at 11 am. After filling our stomachs we decided to check out the town a little.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbfQSv51piI/AAAAAAAAAIU/fD1MzTS39Pg/s1600-h/IMG_9294ss_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbfQSv51piI/AAAAAAAAAIU/fD1MzTS39Pg/s320/IMG_9294ss_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311943306022069794" /></a><br />A view from the bridge of the Bandarban town.<br /><br />And our last visited place was the famous temple of gold which is 25 min rickshaw distance from the main town and which only opens from 3.00 pm for visiting.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbfQSYWD_1I/AAAAAAAAAIM/1gb8t8oCBqI/s1600-h/IMG_9302+copysss_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbfQSYWD_1I/AAAAAAAAAIM/1gb8t8oCBqI/s320/IMG_9302+copysss_resize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311943299697999698" /></a><br />Temple of Gold (1)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbZm82pONdI/AAAAAAAAAGs/T2Wga3clfBI/s1600-h/BESt+copy_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbZm82pONdI/AAAAAAAAAGs/T2Wga3clfBI/s320/BESt+copy_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311546006176675282" /></a><br />Temple of gold (2)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbfKmjzeVfI/AAAAAAAAAHk/aKBtH0g1GwY/s1600-h/IMG_9325+copysss+copy_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbfKmjzeVfI/AAAAAAAAAHk/aKBtH0g1GwY/s320/IMG_9325+copysss+copy_resize+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311937049301767666" /></a><br />Prayer. ( in temple of gold).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbfyGaXK9lI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5cGs1gTjqa8/s1600-h/IMG_9329a1_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SbfyGaXK9lI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5cGs1gTjqa8/s320/IMG_9329a1_resize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311980477476435538" /></a><br />The last picture of that tour.......returning from temple of Gold.....<br /><br />There are so many places to visit in Bandarban....Nilgiri,Thanchi, Darjilling para, Keokradong, Chimbuk. Among them none of them we explored. But still we had best time in Bandarban. Bandarban a place we want to visit again and again. The sweet memory of this journey will last ever among us.Fahim Hossainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02079539047360849552noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112279857035401469.post-74952781286188029552009-01-10T04:13:00.000-08:002009-01-11T22:46:56.061-08:00Autumn in Brahmaputra riverAnd once again it was autumn in Mymensingh. I couldn’t control myself to have a look at my beloved Brhamaputra river’s new look at my favorite season. So I was counting my days, waiting to have a break from the boring classes. And when I got the vacation for the holy Ramadan I didn’t waste a single moment in <st1:place st="on">Dhaka</st1:place>, straight way I came back to Mymensingh (my home town). <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">The very next day I went for a outing with my friends at the Brahmaputra River which is only 4 min walk from my house. And not to mention I was fascinated to see the new look of the Brahmaputra river. There were Kashfuls every where at the bank of the river. And the dramatic sky reminded us that it was only the sky of autumn.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWiRaZE-n2I/AAAAAAAAAD8/EnnGT25p1pA/s1600-h/IMG_6512+copy+aaa_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWiRaZE-n2I/AAAAAAAAAD8/EnnGT25p1pA/s320/IMG_6512+copy+aaa_resize+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289637644941041506" border="0" /></a><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">Magnificent view from the bank of the Brahmaputra River.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWiSmrdtDtI/AAAAAAAAAEE/J0dMfm17o6Q/s1600-h/IMG_6923_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWiSmrdtDtI/AAAAAAAAAEE/J0dMfm17o6Q/s320/IMG_6923_resize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289638955546644178" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal">Floating boat in Brahmaputra River<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">We hired a boat to go to the other bank of the river which took us only 10 minutes. By the mean time we enjoyed the view of Bhrammaputra River. The sun was not too hot and wind was also favorable which made our journey very comfortable. The clouds were dancing in the sky. I never saw such dramatic sky in my life .<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWiW49ilLwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/YY_9fcwWgig/s1600-h/Finaall_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWiW49ilLwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/YY_9fcwWgig/s320/Finaall_resize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289643667683094274" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal">A view from the boat<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">After reaching the other side of the river we walked along the side of the river. When we reached close to the kashful we became almost blind by its beauty. We enjoyed the gift of the autumn very much. I got some snaps of the Kashful<span style="text-decoration: underline;">.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWidWkn_h7I/AAAAAAAAAFk/e-5Mc-PRufk/s1600-h/IMG_6782+copy_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWidWkn_h7I/AAAAAAAAAFk/e-5Mc-PRufk/s320/IMG_6782+copy_resize+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289650773460748210" border="0" /></a><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">Walking under Autumn clouds<br /></p><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWiZo4xI_MI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tBlLZDgjtXo/s1600-h/IMG_6541++a+copy+copy+f_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWiZo4xI_MI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tBlLZDgjtXo/s320/IMG_6541++a+copy+copy+f_resize+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289646690058960066" border="0" /></a><br />Dreamscape<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWiUqE_j49I/AAAAAAAAAEM/MwvDdq7-R0I/s1600-h/IMG_6530_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWiUqE_j49I/AAAAAAAAAEM/MwvDdq7-R0I/s320/IMG_6530_resize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289641212962399186" border="0" /></a><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Beauty of Autumn (1)<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWiVQMwm4qI/AAAAAAAAAEU/1QzV-ofDwl8/s1600-h/IMG_fdgd6531+copy_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWiVQMwm4qI/AAAAAAAAAEU/1QzV-ofDwl8/s320/IMG_fdgd6531+copy_resize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289641867882193570" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal">Beauty of Autumn (2)</p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWiVoOrMJRI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0TgEF_09y9c/s1600-h/Final11aaa%28eitai+pre+upload+disi%29%28arekta+edit+didi%29_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWiVoOrMJRI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0TgEF_09y9c/s320/Final11aaa%28eitai+pre+upload+disi%29%28arekta+edit+didi%29_resize+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289642280713200914" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal">River kids having fun in heaven</p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">The very next day I couldn’t help myself to go to the same place. So I packed my camera bag and called my friends to go there once again. This time we found some kids on the shore catching fishes. When I started to shoot them the all became very happy to see me and requested me to shoot pictures of them. So I shoot some pictures of them. It was really enjoyable spending some time with them. I would love to the same place again and again.Take a look at the pictures........<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWicikmtU4I/AAAAAAAAAFU/jhsNrJhJA4E/s1600-h/IMG_6681+copy_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWicikmtU4I/AAAAAAAAAFU/jhsNrJhJA4E/s320/IMG_6681+copy_resize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289649880102163330" border="0" /></a> <br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"> Life at Brahmaputra River</p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWi5vT6SbEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Ih64ouVoIEQ/s1600-h/IMG_6702+copy_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWi5vT6SbEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Ih64ouVoIEQ/s320/IMG_6702+copy_resize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289681984796388418" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal">Kinds collecting and sorting the fishes </p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWiZQH2Qq6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/9XwCH1qc3MI/s1600-h/IMG_6755_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWiZQH2Qq6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/9XwCH1qc3MI/s320/IMG_6755_resize+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289646264610237346" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal">Kids running towards me realizing i was shooting them!</p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWiXwpAI_KI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zqR0juIFIHo/s1600-h/IMG_6729+copy_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWiXwpAI_KI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zqR0juIFIHo/s320/IMG_6729+copy_resize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289644624242605218" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal">Running towards the river (1)<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWic7Jv4D4I/AAAAAAAAAFc/Pswiiq90rlU/s1600-h/IMG_6719+copy_resize.jpg"><br /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWibswsYHsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/BT3tFViQmgY/s1600-h/IMG_6731_resize+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWibswsYHsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/BT3tFViQmgY/s320/IMG_6731_resize+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289648955634228930" border="0" /></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Running toward the river (2)<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWic7Jv4D4I/AAAAAAAAAFc/Pswiiq90rlU/s1600-h/IMG_6719+copy_resize.jpg"><br /></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWi4LMTcXmI/AAAAAAAAAF8/1nZCDZOLgZo/s1600-h/IMG_6741+copy_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWi4LMTcXmI/AAAAAAAAAF8/1nZCDZOLgZo/s320/IMG_6741+copy_resize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289680264767495778" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal">Basking in the sun<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWic7Jv4D4I/AAAAAAAAAFc/Pswiiq90rlU/s1600-h/IMG_6719+copy_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWic7Jv4D4I/AAAAAAAAAFc/Pswiiq90rlU/s320/IMG_6719+copy_resize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289650302389587842" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal">Happy faces</p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWid9-d9QjI/AAAAAAAAAFs/-Ap291aSIuY/s1600-h/IMG_6756+a+copy_resize.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SWid9-d9QjI/AAAAAAAAAFs/-Ap291aSIuY/s320/IMG_6756+a+copy_resize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289651450412876338" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal">Autumn time fun.<br /></p>Fahim Hossainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02079539047360849552noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112279857035401469.post-69863544750905049742008-08-13T05:59:00.000-07:002008-09-13T06:08:18.398-07:00A visit to Karwan Bazar slumLast May'08 I had to go to Karwan Bazar slum because of a power point presentation which I was asked to do in my class project. So on a bright sunny day me and my friend Shafi went to Karwan Bazar SAARC foara mor through rickshaw from my hall. Reaching there we got down from the rickshaw and had to walk a little along Shonargaon Hotel to reach there. After 5 min we reached there.<br />The KarwanBazar slum is situated beside the rail lines. It is an illegal settlement. Here the trains are coming and going with a very frequent interval. I was a little bit scared while staying there.<br /><br /><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SKLiWd50-QI/AAAAAAAAABk/LCyu8LTDL7Y/s320/IMG_1866+copy+copy_resize.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233994592570112258" /><br /><br /><br />It is quite dangerous to live in the slum. Because the distance between the railway and the house is only 6 feet.. But that doesn’t seem to make a big difference to the slum dwellers .They seemed quite used to it. The heights of the houses are only 5-6feet. The ventilation system of the house is very poor. There is hardly any light coming through the window. The houses are made of plastic, bamboo and wood.<br /><br /><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SKLmHZLpgqI/AAAAAAAAACE/cwXvnlZX5x0/s320/IMG_1879+copy_resize.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233998731651154594" /><br />A typical slum house in karwan Bazar slum<br /><br />The economic conditions of the Slum dwellers are too poor. They live hand to mouth. The average earning of the people is only 100-200. Most of them are rickshawala, curt pullers……..<br /><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SKLlUltIdUI/AAAAAAAAAB0/-ZQMoSGdLwM/s320/sssssssss+copy_resize.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233997858839491906" /><br />A mother tries to calm down her hungry children.<br /><br />But the people of the slums are very my dear type as I noticed a strong social- bond among them . As I was carrying a camera and asking them questions, they thought I was a journalist!! They all started requesting to publish the news about this slum on the paper.<br /><br />They are very happy with the little they have. While I asked them what else they need for a better life, they told me they are happy with what they have. Just the better access to water will help them to live comfortablely, nothing else !! May be this is the amazing characteristics of the low income level people of this country. May be that is why Bangladesh is one of the happiest countries of the world.<br /><br /><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SKLqcnARfQI/AAAAAAAAACs/kfJ3FL3HOU0/s320/IMG_1898+copy+copy_resize.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234003494185303298" /><br /><br />The children were very happy to see me as I was talking their picture. They found it very amusing as they could see the pictures directly in the LCD of my camera. Many children requested me to take photos of them. One of them was showing his tricks to impress me.<br /><br /><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SKLk-Kf7qeI/AAAAAAAAABs/crtHh61iQKQ/s320/sss+copy_resize.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233997473579248098" /><br /><br />Thanks to this boy because of him my photograph was displayed in IIUPE.( I wish he could know it ).<br /><br /><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SKLmhzu0vFI/AAAAAAAAACM/ptgqp81eshM/s320/IIUPE-1_resize.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233999185454611538" /><br /><br />Apart from watching the unhygienic & poor condition of the slum I really enjoyed it. Specially Those innocent smile of those kids still captivates my mind. It really was a total different experience.<br /><br /><br /><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ssnzs2ZUga4/SKLqR5r2EOI/AAAAAAAAACk/BHKKSEmn_lw/s320/IIUPE+copy_resize.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234003310221332706" />Fahim Hossainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02079539047360849552noreply@blogger.com2