Omor Ekushey February. Rokte raanga shei din tir kotha ajo jege ache o jege robe chirokaal amarder moner koney. Icche korey aj moner duar khule shagoto janai shei mohan bektider, jader jonno amra aj bolte pari kotha, 21st FEB na bole boli Ekushey February.
Somewhere out in this darkness is a pinch of light,
Someday I will find it and hold it tight,
So what God has taken away my arms and legs?
Whatever left in me is my strength to fight.
-Naimul Haider
We give flowers at the Shahid Minar to show our respect and our love to the martyrs.
We express our feelings and respect to the martyrs on Ekushey February by painting the Shahid Minar on our faces and our hearts.
A flag seller holding a stick full of flags. Millions of Bangladeshis buy flags on Ekushey February to wraps it around them.
This is a sugarcane vending machine used to make sugarcane juice. Sorry for this overexposed image because i had to use a long shutter speed in this bright light in order to catch the wheels in motion.
He couldn’t walk like us. He never caught a ball and laughed with joy. All that remains in him is silent reproach of hunger and and a pair of blanked eyes. But none of the world even notices.
A women trying to convince her child from crying. I think such love and care only lies in my country.
This is what makes us proud. A foreigner is opening up her sandals to enter the Shahid Minar. This picture fills my heart with a pound of joy.
This is the Karukaaj on the street in front of Charukola. An endless road to the mystery of art on which we walk.
My friend Newaz with some of the kids we met at TSC. They were so enjoying being photographed and I had to take several pictures of them to make them happy.
Thousands of street food sellers marched around TSC in Ekushey February. Though the prices are double if you buy from them on this very day, the fun of eating them is of a different scenario.
They still stand tall with their heads up and we won’t let them down. The writing on the black fabric on their body says: “The flow of blood and the museum of dead corpses still hasn’t stopped. Let this country and this soil be independent and free of assassins.”
This is one of the few days in a year that these people get to earn and for us this is just a fun. Well if you want a horse ride among a messy crowd, getting the view of sculptures all around you, then Bangladesh is a nice place to visit.
He was waiting for someone to come over to him and buy something from him. This guy usually earns 2 tk per sale. Yet a way of life.
This is a new platform that is built opposite to Charukola. No one was allowed to enter it. I used a high focal length to take it in tight frame. My question: ‘Why did you built it if you don’t let us to see?’ The workings on the wall can barely be seen from this distance.
Then the LORD answered Job out of the whirlwind:
"Who is this that darkens counsel by words without knowledge?
Gird up your loins like a man,
I will question you, and you shall declare to me." {Job 38:1-3 RSV}
