Imagination

March 30, 2014

Imagination “When you leave here, you’ll forget about me.” Her name is Kolpana, she tells me – “imagination” (the others too bear names like that: Beauty, Jolly, or Mishty, which means “sweet”). She stands in the doorway to her small room, with the curtain half-wrapped around her. Two guys,...

What one can do on a day in Dhaka

March 12, 2014

I was looking through a book I bought last winter, with the collected writings of Adnan Morshed. In one essay, he talks about the purpose of a city. An immediate answer, he writes, is to provide services to its people. In this regard, the inhabitants of Dhaka, the megacity...

Kids, children, shishu, babies

March 1, 2014

Kids, children, shishu, babies We came back to Dhaka a couple of days ago, after almost a month in southwestern Bangladesh. Getting back to the capital was nice, the way it always is when you’ve been away from a familiar place. After the eight-hour train ride (which wasn’t bad...