tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85461080282839544402024-03-15T00:49:54.075+06:00DesherchobiThe face of my motherlandUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger76125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546108028283954440.post-69988667427800337082010-07-18T19:52:00.009+06:002010-08-05T15:06:53.971+06:00Kuakata, July 2010<span style="font-weight:bold;">Kuakata: An Ecological Disaster in the Making</span><br /><br />16-17 July 2010<br />Kuakata, Patuakhali, Bangladesh<br /><br />Kuakata has become my regular passion <a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2007/11/kuakata-august-2006.html">since 2006</a>. And I was determined to make this tour this year as well. My original idea was to spend enough time there to be able to satisfy myself as well as my family. With this plan in mind, I took my yearly leave. But it seemed that luck was not on my side. Yet, I didn't give up, and ultimately did take the big step to go there during a regular weekend. It was challenging not because I had to travel within a weekend, I was taking my family with me, including my 19-month old daughter Lamisa. The journey usually takes a toll on anyone because of its duration and nature. But we eventually gathered enough strength to give it a go. And I'm glad now that we did; it was worth the effort! Previously I took my wife there once <a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2007/12/kuakata-july-2007.html">in 2007</a>.<br /><br />Sakura is the usual transport option during this time of the year. Other buses don't go up to Kuakata during this off-season. We boarded the bus from Gabtoli Bus Terminal on the night of the 15th. The journey started with a negative, as the bus was late by almost an hour! We couldn't leave Gabtoli before around 12:30AM. And we knew that the journey ahead just became tougher because of that. It was a Thursday and Thursday nights usually are busy, a lotta people leave the City on Thursday nights. <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/C8iMMLKviOQU6DDCpLp5xg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqBbq4jKBI/AAAAAAAAW7Y/5WneZsN7BbU/s288/DSC_6582.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />wake-up call!!.......<br />crossing the great River Padma at Paturia point is extremely tiresome and a real pain..... a night journey ends up in daylight and vice -versa, trying to cross the river on a ferry..... busy traffic took a toll on the limited infrastructure here..... and the authorities are struggling...... yet, the wake-up bell hasn't been rung loud enough it seems...... <br />Taken on board the RO-RO ferry Beershrestha Jahangir in the mighty River Padma near Paturia, Manikganj, Bangladesh; 16 July 2010<br /><br /><br />We knew that we would have to negotiate as many as 6 ferries on the way, and traffic condition and elements usually play a big part at the ferries. The biggest of the six, the Paturia-Daulatdia is usually the problem child. And we ended up waiting for as long as 4 hours at Paturia before boarding the ferry by around 5:20AM. The night journey ended up in daylight even though we hadn't completed even one-third of our journey! Five-and-half-hours' toil just to cross the Padma! Usually during all my previous journeys to Kuakata, we met daylight at Khepupara ferry, the fourth ferry on the way to Kuakata. <br /><br />The rest of the ferries all conspired to give us pain. All the ferries killed time this way or that and made our journey even more painful. Lamisa wasn't in trouble as she slept most of the way during the night and enjoyed the day ride. We adults actually suffered more. Anyway, I usually took some photos at the last three ferries. But this time round, we were crossing these last ferries under midday sun! So, I kept my camera packed. When we were checking in at hotel, it was 1:30PM; the journey took almost 13 hours!!<br /><br />We were searching for some food and some rest; nothing else! At least, the positive thing was that the time was not good for anything, so, taking rest during those hours wasn't hard to do. We waited for the better times to enjoy the place.<br /><br />When I woke up to get prepared for the walk, it was around 4:30PM. The sun was slowing moving towards the western sky, but not yet tamed nearly enough; summer sun usually sets after 6:30PM. Anyway, seeing my family still recovering from the journey, I came out and strolled the beach. <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/rBKW_IKa0DblOmBgbD8UsA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqBjmFotTI/AAAAAAAAW7k/3KFOK7AKZu4/s288/DSC_6618.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />childhood instincts.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/TgYnBvwjZcDChbM8zGioRA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqBojbxfoI/AAAAAAAAW7w/G9Eld-y_jQ8/s288/DSC_6635.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />Kuakata beach......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/PtB-2gWnTswJ7NbIup8osg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqBqx_zr-I/AAAAAAAAW70/N1yQTEYc0eM/s288/DSC_6640.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />Dull day in business......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0ceOm1POEYd-VsD_sLAm0A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqBvWMGLoI/AAAAAAAAW74/HJMk_UvHPUA/s288/DSC_6642.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />threatened by the waves......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Urvt8NhouTRMyL1taLPSLA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqBycR6t2I/AAAAAAAAW8A/eGfaunBqdhw/s288/DSC_6660.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />family business......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/hoXxvPR-sDqy_sd-KRxeYQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqB2jftAhI/AAAAAAAAW8M/cat42BA8zi0/s288/DSC_6668.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />a heavenly touch......<br /><br /><br />Things were changing <a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2009/07/kuakata-july-2009.html">the last time I went there</a>, and wasn't exception this time around as well. Lifestyle of people haven't changed a lot though. Motorcycles still speed about the beach, though some restrictions had been applied on the space they could use on the beach. Children were playing on beach and fishermen just went about their duties. What changed were the supposedly fixed stuff -- trees, structures and others. The severe erosion that I had witnessed the previous times, continued. There were now even fewer coconut trees and they were all off to the east of the main beach. The other trees that were behind the main coconut orchard, were now under threat and some were already down. Some structures imprudently made near the beach were now being taken apart by the sea. The rest house that I had seen being battered by the sea, now goes under water during high tide. This would be a lesson for anyone wishing to construct anything near the beaches. <br /><br />I stayed on the beach, not just waiting for the sun to go down, also wishing for the rain to stay away. I planned on bringing my child to the beach if the weather permitted so. And we were lucky. I brought Lamisa to the beach some time after 6:00PM. The huge sandy flatbed got her excited and she began to discover this new experience. I also took the opportunity to take some memories for her future. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/IxYCOwz3Ed7Vd7dnEZ_efQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqB_hEhGFI/AAAAAAAAW8k/zemqtNV5BEE/s288/DSC_6809.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />reflections of passion......<br /><br /><br />The sunset of Kuakata during the monsoon usually doesn't disappoint, and that day wasn't an exception either. The colourful skies came down on the glossy wet beaches and made us happy. My family was more than happy to feature in some of those captures. We had great fun. We continued to shoot until around 7:00PM when the colours began to fade a bit. The first day at Kuakata, though tiring, had a nice ending. It seemed like worth the effort.<br /><br />Night stay at Kuakata remained a pain as always because of the poor condition of electricity. Severe load-shedding was really irritating. I had seen bad load-shedding at Kuakata before, but with this particular year running, which we almost named after load-shedding, I wasn't surprised that Kuakata performed badly. Anyway, I had big plans for the next day, so, had to take some rest after dinner. <br /><br />5:00AM, 17th July 2010. The second day began. I had informed a biker, Rahim, last evening, that I would like to go to Gangamati Canal area at dawn. He was dedicated and he didn't miss the timing. We set off by around 5:20AM for Gangamati and were there within 15 minutes. The speedy beach ride through the wet beach in low tide was easy. This was not <a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2008/07/kuakata-july-2008.html">2008, when I saw</a> many small canals which made smooth riding on the beach difficult. I experienced this new thing in 2009 also. The beach was reformed by the sea. Its now flatter than ever. And the kind of expertise once required to ride through this beach is no longer preventing someone to become a biker. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vxZEw5oDF60mFcuB_iEUCQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqBdvxm7uI/AAAAAAAAW7c/GMq5DDSFizc/s288/DSC_6827.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />where has my happiness gone to??.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/VGzr-jlg9-VVemoYgw6UWw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqCF7ZAOHI/AAAAAAAAW8w/dA60aogc1Mw/s288/DSC_6821.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />fry-catchers at rest.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/lu_282UfnwsPu70DsYADOA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqCInRmxsI/AAAAAAAAW80/GhBJvncoMfk/s288/DSC_6838.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />combing the mangroves......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_Bk6o4PNLf9JAgxqPzszfA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2BjF1J5rXqerqty0FeApPpZ0eC9xBqLaKzFptIVUxUKOjRcVdei8l40pdQby19k2x3PV4ItKsPUHEUz59-MCVv-WM8W-b2o0cJ1ltwCj51ghmjQVeb5UEwn9ZMJgzmbNelk4wY9hAf8U/s288/DSC_6872.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />once mangroves.......01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/H3S-SRJEpByCYWQHCO2TEQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqCROhX_NI/AAAAAAAAW9A/qPX-lbnkmVw/s288/DSC_6878.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />once mangroves.......02<br /><br /><br />Anyway, it was a gloomy morning and the sun stayed back. There was no sunrise in the real sense. Gangamati looked as bleak as ever under those gloomy clouds. The washed-away stems of mangroves still litter the newly-created beach, which was once a forest. There were fry-catchers there at work. I talked to them and confirmed my observation that the Gangamati Canal was getting wider and shallower. The place where I stood to take pictures <a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2008/07/kuakata-july-2008.html">in 2008</a> were now under water even in ebb tide. I was standing on some muddy ground which freshly claimed by water. Which was why the ground was muddy, rather than sandy. It was not much more difficult for small boats to cross the canal, because water-depth had gone down drastically. I saw one boat struggling through the shallow canal to reach the other bank. According to the fry-catchers, there were other areas around Kuakata that were gathering all the silt taken off from this area; some islands were getting bigger. This reminded me of my Nijhum Dwip late last year, where I've seen a growing island. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/HYObIIRe9nLpdHe0MGPDLQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqCS-hL3SI/AAAAAAAAW9E/iMoeiHVXo6E/s288/DSC_6882.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />anchored to an uncertain future.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/JrXlt6ARd9ReoeQohN24ig?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqCXN8jWQI/AAAAAAAAW9M/5FQ_FerOXFA/s288/DSC_6887-2.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />there would be a time when there would be no fries to catch!<br /><br /><br />The fry-catchers said that their business has become dull in recent times. I tried to find out the exact reasons for that, but they didn't have enough information to solve the puzzle. I spent some time walking along the canal; thinking. I knew that I saw almost too many fry-catchers there in 2009. So, there was a possibility of over-fishing. But I needed some more rationale. What about climate change? Could it have an impact? <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/MdDPVP_P3v888dPqah4LHA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqCZyfsxnI/AAAAAAAAW9Q/1tA5guWrQkg/s288/DSC_6891.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />Mohammad Ali explains the net.......01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Hz-xsFmUvVYoAKGJvi224g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqCbVcs7vI/AAAAAAAAW9U/IjiwxUrWDEE/s288/DSC_6894.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />Mohammad Ali explains the net.......02<br /><br /><br /><br />Right when I was burying myself deep in the sad for answers, I found a young fry-catcher. Mohammad Ali was in Dhaka for seven years, working at a garments manufacturing concern. Her was smarter and he knew much more than what I found from others. He was filling up all the gaps in that puzzle. Its true that there were now a lot more people engaged in fry-catching. But the bigger problem lay deeper in the Bay of Bengal. There were more people investing in deep-sea fishing trawlers than ever. The reason? Extra profit from unseasonal operations. Usually the trawlers used to catch fish in the deeper waters only in winter times. Now, during the off-season (monsoon) they were catching shrimp (locally called Bagda Chingri) with their sophisticated nets. These trawlers are catching the shrimp that were supposed to produce the fries that were caught on the beaches. So, there were lesser number of fries coming to the shore and more and more people were lurking on the beaches to catch them. Did I use the word over-fishing? Kuakata is on the brink of an ecological disaster. Mohammad Ali showed me a stray piece of net that probably came with the waves. He showed me how that net would catch smaller fishes. Those nets are made in a way that fishes don't survive their encounter more than several minutes. They were keeping the shrimp, but throwing away other fishes that might've worth millions if they were allowed to live. Ali also told me that the fries caught from the sea usually have more possibility of survival than the ones grown in hatcheries. And the sea-born usually grow into bigger shrimps, he told me. I had some more food for thought, that was the key. Mohammad Ali gave me a new avenue to discover.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/w0ZhxCjdt4sDGqK1bfqWJg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqCdHN8j3I/AAAAAAAAW9Y/C5K-DXj1oio/s288/DSC_6899.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />a gloomy reminder........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/2ypWUL1_2w8bl34rrO0Qnw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqChS8oIdI/AAAAAAAAW9k/ojWGTLWOn1Y/s288/DSC_6923.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />a gloomy reminder........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/2wGWp7BxlNg7eMZR9UMQ5g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqCeRxc28I/AAAAAAAAW9c/AGvKOlJJZw0/s288/DSC_6904.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />anchored to the beach.......01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_64VC-jK4FUwSvU3rOmKcQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqCkRnYk4I/AAAAAAAAW9o/4iktmnFCpao/s288/DSC_6944.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />anchored to the beach.......02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/6wjjBLIRhr7J72SgQ5Cyew?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqCpYcMupI/AAAAAAAAW9s/OZadxOAvAxs/s288/DSC_6954.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />anchored to the beach.......03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/1ivSpx8kUB_2H7BxmdH6ow?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqCsNl8WWI/AAAAAAAAW90/Eo34_AGOAKg/s288/DSC_6979.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />pulling fortune......01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/r2NXEaDSv3ReApehvlttOg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqCw1MTOpI/AAAAAAAAW-A/axrdOffzYXQ/s288/DSC_7024-2.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />pulling fortune......02<br /><br /><br />Anyway, after leaving Mohammad Ali, I spent some more time with the other types of fishermen on the beach. They were the owners of the fixed nets anchored to the beach. It was time for them to pull the nets out of the water. Each net was being pulled by several people, creating bit of a pattern. These nets go a bit deeper than where the fry-catchers go. But they equally contribute to the overfishing situation that I thought I was witnessing. It was around 7:00AM and I thought it was time to end the morning venture. My biker got almost tired seeing me roaming. He wanted me to cross the canal and take a bike ride over there. He was obviously thinking from business perspective, but I knew what to get on the other bank of the canal. <a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2008/07/kuakata-july-2008.html">My 2008 visit there</a> was enough to convince me that if I didn't want to chase the biggest of the red crabs, I could spend my time on this bank.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/TQ5sgDOJ-7_FJtWvyAxigw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqCyFvZtBI/AAAAAAAAW-E/LQyQRTONs1w/s288/DSC_7028.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />counting hours.......<br /><br /><br />I came back to hotel and thought it was a reminder of the shabby future of Gangamati. Things didn't look very promising, unfortunately. It did provide me with some opportunity to shoot pictures, but it didn't give me the pleasure I used to derive from many other photo ventures. Anyway, it was time for me be with my family. And the sun already began to shine too strongly to go on another tour of the beach with my child. We stayed at the hotel and waited until the the best opportunity came. Interesting thing was, there was no rain. That was a bit unusual for this time of the year. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/lnb5GrHwes12tgy0d8rv_g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqC2iCnDQI/AAAAAAAAW-M/oWlsBEvcLF8/s288/DSC_7039.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />once a beach......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/-QdhfUz8JcNwKpUWa2lz9A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd369CGffDW9_RrEoSNFFPe2usL1UuPKHrP8Pl7BwoFlEFYJ9FBMcgy_NBAan-5Zv1t5KyP4rvmIkH1USeGfxaqIn92YAC2XqSCxklh3wEPvcer14moiWAYz8dam90MSNQpJNmF5-taoo/s288/DSC_7043.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />the surviving idiots......... <br />it seems ironic but we do see the struggle for survival everywhere in Nature..... there are some who always prove the theory of 'survival of the fittest'.... but survival is actually relative to time..... you don't survive; you actually stand long enough to endure more hardship...... how idiotic is that??<br /><br /><br /><br />I went out right after 4:00PM. Already told Rahim to wait for me with his bike around that time. My Kuakata tour would not be complete without a visit to Lebu Bagan, the western end of the Kuakata beach. We were barely 5-10 minutes into our journey and I began to realise how drastically the landscape has been changing. There were now places on the beach which simply could not be crossed on bike or even on foot. The sandy beach was no longer there in some places. Those consisted of no more than rough, but soft, muddy surface. We had to take a detour behind the back of the beach to cross it. These are the grounds claimed by the sea. There was original soil here and probably trees or even someone's house. They are now part of the flood plain; they go under water when the tide is high. <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/B7q6of-eVgUjMFJbQScb7g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqBiG7W0eI/AAAAAAAAW7g/SKOTDzO84b4/s288/DSC_7089.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />last line of defense........ <br />the threat from that massive concentration of water is changing lives here at Kuakata....... concrete blocks had been placed to form something of an embankment..... but this is one shallow, vulnerable, and last line of defense that tries to separate the inhabitants from a rising aggressive sea level...... this is the front-line of the war against global warming...... <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/QSpuHf1KdL7UdrGTqzx_nw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqDIplZNeI/AAAAAAAAW-w/ulSWGbB1eMI/s288/DSC_7100.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />witness to disaster.........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/W0pKyv9uQZGmbrJdXUV-lw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqDPQsO8kI/AAAAAAAAW_A/BFeKA88TEXQ/s288/DSC_7114.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />witness to disaster.........02<br />senior Kuakata locals, mostly fishermen, like Mr. Hawlader, have witnessed the extent to which the sea has devoured their land...... they're also witness to the futile effort to stop the destructive waves..... concrete blocks such as these, which are already out of their original place, are not giving any confidence to them......<br /><br /><br />A bit further ahead, we found remnants of an embankment. Last year, I saw those embankments built around sand bags and bamboos. This time round, there was concrete blocks. Big tough concrete blocks. But was it any good? That was the question. I talked to some locals about that and they also didn't seem more optimistic than me. They said that the embankment was constructed only 3 months back. And I could see its weaknesses already. Some blocks were on the way down on their sandy base, while others around the edges were crumbling. Worst still, the concrete embankment is only around 100-200 yards long and rest of the beach is completely in the hands of Nature. What a pity! Not sure what kind of plan was responsible for that; it hardly made sense! I could already see that the sea was washing away the soil around the edges of that embankment. It looks like the concrete embankment would be creating something like a concrete island in time. All the other soil around it would simply be washed away. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/9eA-rXj6nI-nUiaGQo8kBw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqDRTpgOMI/AAAAAAAAW_E/gSOcQ8EH7ok/s288/DSC_7119.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />the canal at Lebu Bagan.... some beauties are still hanging on...<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ynYvUCICZjCszD1fkWbpug?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqDTkTbyOI/AAAAAAAAW_I/D5ulA78X9yo/s288/DSC_7129.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />remnants of Lebu Bagan mangroves......01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/AG1K_ARjUKXXCzRxfslmCQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqDVfVCftI/AAAAAAAAW_M/Sk0naL40ifs/s288/DSC_7135.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />remnants of Lebu Bagan mangroves......02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/a9HHirpJPdU3rPwoIioRNw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqDbH7MYAI/AAAAAAAAW_Y/2qFcFSY2Scs/s288/DSC_7149.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />remnants of Lebu Bagan mangroves......03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/6OGW7kcYrGSYtZeSP3YYqQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqDc4BUMtI/AAAAAAAAW_c/_wo-S4ELyws/s288/DSC_7152.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />remnants of Lebu Bagan mangroves......04<br /><br /><br />We proceeded from the embankment towards the ultimate destination, Lebu Bagan. As we got closer, the threatened forest revealed itself. These mangroves were no better than what I had seen a year ago. In fact, there were now flatter grounds around the beach than ever before. These were all forest once, now they're just a flood plain with remnants of destroyed mangrove trees. We reached the edge of the Andharmanik River. There was no surf; I only got lucky <a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2008/07/kuakata-july-2008.html">in 2008</a> with those massive waves. The sea and the river both were calm now. Some fry-catchers were there crossing the last canal on their feet through waist-high water. The semi-destroyed Lebu Bagan is nothing new to these local fishermen, as it is to the outsiders like me. There was evidence of destruction everywhere. It gave me the exact bad feel that I had during the last two visits there. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/33cy5v6C8DUVrgZR0wQ17Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqDejKnP8I/AAAAAAAAW_g/n3BlNJ57nxg/s288/DSC_7158.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />the edge of the land.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/bmp-ehRczjgmMYzh4DTTww?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TEqDg4yG6eI/AAAAAAAAW_k/KS1JDZF3v6U/s288/DSC_7174.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2010?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />shell collectors........<br /><br /><br />I stayed there up to around 5:15PM and then turned back. My family was already there at the main beach and I had to join them for a short relaxing time. Our bus for Dhaka would leave Kuakata exactly at 7:00PM; so, we would have to pack up and leave our hotel in time. We had just enough time on the beach before we began to pack. We began to realise how short the visit was. A large amount of time was taken away by the journey. This time round, we spent the least amount of time on the beach. My child was still not that matured. The warm weather kept them inside for most of the day. Kuakata is usually famous for its high tide. We mainly kept away from the beach during the high tide. Bathing in the sea wasn't an aim for us; may be next time. I was particularly surprised with the weather. There was absolutely no rain during our stay there. But of course, its the rain clouds that create the beautiful sunsets on the beaches. We missed the second day sunset as we had to move on. We could see the blood red colours of the skies during our departure. <br /><br />The return journey wasn't as taxing on us as the journey in. We reached Dhaka by around 5:30AM. The deadlock at Paturia-Daulatdia ferry wasn't as bad as the previous time. Yet, it took around 2 hours to board the ferry there. A 10.5 hours' journey is something normal for Kuakata. Its tough for most to make it easily. But for me, it has always been rewarding. Its true that visiting Kuakata no longer gives me the pleasure I used to have 2-3 years back. But the time-lapse documentation is precious to me. I have the desire to continue this venture of mine well into the future.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546108028283954440.post-30356041154106290232010-06-09T00:27:00.004+06:002010-06-17T01:46:26.227+06:00From Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010<span style="font-weight:bold;">Right under those cloudy hills.....</span><br />27-28 May 2010<br />Sylhet, Bangladesh<br /><br /><br />For me, it was special. Had not been able to attend tours for quite a while. Even a half-day tour is not always manageable. This tour comes after a while, and I just couldn’t resist. A three-day holiday was more than enough to inspire me. And moreover, being able to write on the story of a tour is another something. Anyway, the moment Shudipto planned this, I was with it. I only needed that last-minute confirmation. So far, that last-minute luck had been with me. Anyway, I had been at Sylhet many times before, but the opportunity to visit Bholaganj, where I had never been, and to stay at Jaintapur, right under the waterfalls of Meghalayan hills were difficult to ignore. Visiting Jaflong after four years was another motivation. <br />Wednesday night was the planned start of the tour. After a hectic day at office, a night journey by bus was not desired, but when you are travelling with 36 more energetic photographers, you’ll tend to forget when you needed sleep. Our bus started right after 11:00PM. It took some time for us to break through the traffic of the mega-city. But once we crossed the Shitalakkhya, it was a smooth ride. We hardly slept for most of the journey. But after the pause at Habiganj in the early hours of the day, most of us couldn’t stand. <br /><br />We arrived at Sylhet town by about dawn. It was around 5:00AM and it was drizzling. We had a pretty dry spell going on at Dhaka, and heard that people at Sylhet were going through a contrasting weather. We got the proof of that right after arrival. Some of us wondered whether the rain could ruin the tour or not. Others were a bit more optimistic though. We boarded four brand new Toyota Hiace buses within no time. Shudipto had everything arranged. Everywhere we went with TTL, Shudipto managed to surpass our expectations. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/LzdCynW2Vp1NO57PCtPfIA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANm_sEV8lI/AAAAAAAAWrI/CcA39zwS6ho/s288/DSC_4416.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />Distant dreams........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/oIl0eSK0VCg25FV4X9GqrA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANnBkRRRQI/AAAAAAAAWrM/d8NVGJTtr-M/s288/DSC_4467.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />another dream-house.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/XvPrNeoDm6wD4HMz7ymXRQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANnFiMXNdI/AAAAAAAAWrU/GFn6vnzbdUQ/s288/DSC_4498.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />the green shepherd......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/qeS_DUQ8G09mgfyHgH_pqg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANnMLWszpI/AAAAAAAAWrg/nf1ErIgI4kw/s288/DSC_4528.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />a view made in the heavens.......01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/xXmHXnqggogtjXXdY8yfXw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANnTRNx80I/AAAAAAAAWrs/zz7mvXVpGCs/s288/DSC_4542.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />a view made in the heavens.......02<br /><br /><br /><br />Our destination was Jaintapur, which lies at the base of the Meghalaya hills; on the border between India and Bangladesh. We were supposed to stay at Jainta Hill Resort, a privately owned resort owned by local businessman. Shudipto developed a good relationship with him and got a big part of the resort booked for one day and one night. We reached the resort by around 6:00AM. The pinkish building created a great contrast against those stunning green hills. The high waterfalls on the hills provided those special ornaments. Occasional low clouds partly covered the hills; the hills then looked like shy beauties under veils. It was dreamy! Having a view like that from the window there can make anyone lazy. It was wet. It seems like that the place is supposed to be wet most of the times. The hills are there to stop the moisture traveling from the Bay of Bengal. They are designed to receive.<br /><br />After the allotment of rooms, we hardly wasted any time and went on shooting the surrounding landscape. We continued shooting until sitting for breakfast by around 8:00AM. After a grand breakfast, which was by no means unnecessary, we began to prepare for our next journey. After a half-an hour’s journey, we reached the banks of the Jaflong River. This is another border with India. The place lost a bit of its picturesque quality over the years, I guess. I had seen a spectacular place in the past. During my last visit in 2006, I couldn’t find the stones that were so prominent once. Its now a flat shallow river, which doesn’t look too different from other rivers. Commercial extraction of stone from this river has brought a massive change to the river’s natural existence. The river is still a quarry, but not for stones, rather more for gravel and sand. Large stones are a bit rare now. And there is no stone visible from the surface of the water, which once was the specialty of this place. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/82lixbChq41qkh-DSulW9A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANniCBOFqI/AAAAAAAAWsA/cgT2Ih-qT3E/s288/DSC_4654.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />this is no bazaar.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/eBh6nXT6cq1vWjE3f_0AsA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANnvTZagCI/AAAAAAAAWsQ/LRypjcg0n0I/s288/DSC_4675.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />sailing into the rocks.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/h1hz4ooL1p54HeVWS47ebA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANn19_k7aI/AAAAAAAAWsY/YobSTFZb4Hg/s288/DSC_4688.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />river life......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Ygs0WDA01E0YvfiQ9ANRVA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANn5JYkzBI/AAAAAAAAWsg/BKvontbvYRI/s288/DSC_4729.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />of dreams and imagination.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/edeZq3m625qb0crqGaeYGQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANn-AOm01I/AAAAAAAAWso/q5UBIQiLDjA/s288/DSC_4760.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />cutting through the mirror.......<br /><br /><br /><br />Anyway, by around 9:30AM, we were on board three tourist boats and heading straight for the border post. That post gives some of the best views available at Jaflong. We got cooperation, as well as warning from the BDR personnel present there. While making our way through the river, we noticed the great concentration of people in the middle of the river. At first, we thought it was some kind of bazaar in the middle of the river! But we quickly realised that it was none other than the main quarry. Because of the difficulty of finding stones at the most convenient places, points like these became crowded with people. This is the easiest place to extract stones, thats what created that great mess here! We could see people diving at the bottom to help pick up stones from down below. Some locals said that this extraction process left the river deeper than normal and now, stones can be found way at the bottom. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/oRM1fNf9u_dxboKTJMQgIg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANoRfpZkPI/AAAAAAAAWs8/q0vQfqOPlhA/s288/DSC_4856.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />Jamshed and his boat.......<br /><br /><br />Many in our group forded most of the river to get a closer look at that chaotic place in the middle of the river. Some others went there by boat. Yet others spent the time photographing landscape. We left the other bank of the river around 10:45AM. Our next program got divided a bit. The biggest group opted to cross the river to get a glimpse of the Khasia village. So, right after 11:00AM, our team got divided. Some of us opted to stay at this bank of the river and to shoot the things that we usually ignore. This bank contains most of the activities related to stone quarry. I saw some boats under repair. I spent some time talking to one of the boat owners, Jamshed. Here was doing some emergency repairs to his boat with the help of another young relative. His 5-year old boy Shipon was playing with gravel around the boat. His boat is used for the most important activity here, stone transportation. The boat got damaged after it accidentally took a lot of water and sank. He mentioned that the boats are all made in the surrounding areas, especially in the Khasia village that my other fellows went to visit. The special trees for the boats also come from the same village area, where they are grown. A good boat lasts for several years, he said. He’s been a boatman for the last 20 years. He had seen the river full of stones and also seen many more people engaged. Stone business is on the decline here, according to him. Another interesting thing was that his family originated from Narsingdi, not from Sylhet area. There are many people like him who are also not from Sylhet area. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/eoxvFEUY0xofQv51le45zg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANoUwBP-HI/AAAAAAAAWtA/HbeJi3PHQR0/s288/DSC_4876.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />stone carvers.........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/edFZ4XusWSwngpvibt0GKQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANogCSJd9I/AAAAAAAAWtI/43ARo15rBOs/s288/DSC_4903.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />stone carvers.........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/p4izIVZKH2b1oE3Ms14AMw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANon1sMgJI/AAAAAAAAWtM/Wg7wefTOWLI/s288/DSC_4905.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />stone carvers.........03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Uox1xfEo_TNbRgEZZES9Gw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANosSieSaI/AAAAAAAAWtQ/D-qzSgU1OTY/s288/DSC_4906.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />stone-boats.......01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/wroc8Nvu8SJGWg1ZDqskyw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANousSBDhI/AAAAAAAAWtU/urrRxbCPTNE/s288/DSC_4909.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />stone-boats.......02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/NgUECwN2RomwC75ZIrtusg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANozNPOceI/AAAAAAAAWtc/mk5dkyuq_RQ/s288/DSC_4923.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />stone-boats.......03<br /><br /><br />There was another stone-related business prominent there. Stones are carved to make pata, which is used as sort of a grinder, especially for spices. Different types of stones produce pata of different quality. This is another business that is run within the family for generations. After exploring the river banks, Shabbir Bhai came with the idea of climbing a watch-tower. The tower gave a pretty good view of the surrounding and we capitalised on that. The sun started to become warm gradually. Up till then, we found the sun in the same gloomy mood that we discovered since arriving at Sylhet. The shades of the tower provided a nice place to relax. We waited for the other team to cross the river. <br /><br />We moved some time after 12:00 noon once the whole group began to reassemble. The weather was no longer as cool as it started. We all were a bit tired and looked for refreshments. We filled up our transports and drove off for resort. Jaflong was sort of an incomplete tour for me. Something told me that more time was needed to get a real glimpse of life over there. There were too many things happening. Several hours were not enough to get a representative idea about the place. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/3uJ-T8N2BUa5oQQZcc8JIA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANo5JxGnEI/AAAAAAAAWto/Cjd7JCUiLhA/s288/DSC_4949.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />simple pleasures of life......<br /><br /><br /><br />We had a big lunch! We were all hungry and ate life elephants!! There wasn’t enough time for us to take some rest. The moment we started to feel tired, we ended up back in the vehicles! We were off once again! The sun was shining now. It was a totally different weather. We reached the banks of Sari River in no time. We planned on a boat ride through this tranquil and picturesque waterway. But there was no boat there. So what? We had Shudipto! There were a couple of boats within minutes! We all crammed into these boats; just made it actually. The boats seemed a bit too small for a big group like ours. Anyway, we started off by around 5:00PM. The sun was already well on its way down, spreading golden lights everywhere. The river was tranquil to say the least. The Sari slowly turned into Lala Khal, a canal; but we didn’t really notice when the river turned into a canal; it looked all the same to us. Then the sun came up with all its glamour! Sparse clouds began to hide the sun and the rays came out like heavenly spotlights! It was spectacular! The boats began to list on the port side, not being able to stand the weight of overenthusiastic clickers unwilling to leave a chance to shoot such a rare event! And you couldn’t blame anyone. It really looked like a rare moment. We all jumped out of the boats once Shudipto decided to go for the shores. The distant blue hills remained distant; we decided to spend the rest of the day at this place until the sun called it a day. It was around 5:40PM.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/hjyUMHxha8c_eUfu8bjoSQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANo907AXbI/AAAAAAAAWtw/P65aR5UNFU0/s288/DSC_4979.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />heavenly show........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/GdFLiFjnIQtk7VAfS3-ocw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANpCIzS9JI/AAAAAAAAWt8/TKJBK3od9N8/s288/DSC_5020.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />a relaxing afternoon......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/byXZ2YTh66FIPWxb7YEmQw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANpE3Q_1UI/AAAAAAAAWuE/sUwvAyT6o5k/s288/DSC_5046.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />the clickers in paradise......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/oMBMG0PSxtphTdJjvHuF7w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANpGSyoBjI/AAAAAAAAWuI/zxalBN5kTYk/s288/DSC_5068.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />sunset at Lala Khal.......01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KUIeVWb6mCggBWL2K7selA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANpJELGc9I/AAAAAAAAWuQ/1n9ILPunbjc/s288/DSC_5106.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />sunset at Lala Khal.......02<br /><br /><br />The sun had so many tricks for us on that day! There were so many colours to see and so many rays to count. We watched the spectacular sunset through our lenses. It was superb! We filled our memory cards with loads of sunlight! The clicking continued until around 6:20PM, when the sun was almost kissing the horizon. We sailed off. It was dark when we reached the place where our vehicles were waiting for us. It was a long day, but truly enjoyable. It started off with the dreamy clouds hovering over the Meghalaya hills, and ended with the golden sun playing hide and seek. A complete day.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/j1UCJXo4OjsIk3CSD0MVOA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy2AgrqkssKLCkkl4nFBMUWkraEnhVE5S1CyZ8m3OJJfB-JX-dcC9Eqa9dXOWhaeaMGL8E9l7-ircN2Pogg2QK2qEgybvFwh9R7LP0ozqP3JKNkinHq39vCO_TeOHN5v53-_gNs2ZX5sk/s288/DSC_5132.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />the bio-scope.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0GJN96nK7P46KVaVrDuy1Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANpQM-d2dI/AAAAAAAAWuc/TP39QKCv9ac/s288/DSC_5140.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />Jainta Hill Resort.......01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/iEUG_MQruLvekDmqZj7Yaw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWT-kFaNReAisPWX8JqbbhjQG_m2yM5k2RHJIIMNJXSnTcr-GG-hKNgQop8VypjJjHOUC9T0j3N5AMJXNaIgzjmK2QnFc5qPeyQZvC4uibAEglaiOt_oSztm0fY4KInantnIZBtaxpjnM/s288/DSC_5142.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />Jainta Hill Resort.......02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/xHswlEgaCqNfwufphbx9NQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANpaZGzCPI/AAAAAAAAWuo/eg13pSrP9jY/s288/DSC_5149.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />Jainta Hill Resort.......03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/VDHDp1RLV1dPqVZcbLZEzQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANpdSzEEQI/AAAAAAAAWus/QpVRku9emzk/s288/DSC_5151.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />Jainta Hill Resort.......04<br /><br /><br />After an eventful night, we still started off the day quite early! We had a tremendous adda well into the night with renowned photojournalist Andrew Biraj, who accompanied us during the whole tour and gave us excellent opportunity to learn from him. Only tiredness and the drive to wake up early pushed us to bed. Anyway, early wasn’t too early for most actually. But still, a lot of us tried not to waste the morning hours. Light wasn’t too great, as it was drizzling once again. But that didn’t prevent any of us from our work. Before we went to breakfast by around 8:30AM, we continued to shoot the surroundings. The surroundings of Jaintapur can never cease to surprise one. White plumes constantly touching the top of those hills gives a dreamy feel and always gives the photographer with opportunity to capture a unique moment. We could care little about the bad light. <br /><br />By around 9:15AM, we were once again on our way, giving bye to the picturesque Jainta Hill Resort. It was a short, but enjoyable experience. The views of the resort can be enjoyed all day. A relaxing time there is more appropriate than spending a very busy couple of hours. Its a place that soothes. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/fWIPl8UmV8AT5zAcFvXj9A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANpjiQCGAI/AAAAAAAAWu4/Jou62Zgq8tA/s288/DSC_5178.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />a procession of nets.........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/xy_Ld1leYBs1ISZuoR0wuw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANpswAvvSI/AAAAAAAAWvA/JKPnBWmYxWY/s288/DSC_5229.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />a procession of nets.........02<br /><br /><br />We were on our way to Bholaganj, via Sylhet. We were supposed to pick up couple of our old friends from Sylhet. On the way, we found several fishermen fishing in shallow waters with their specialised nets. We couldn’t resist. We knew that three other cars in our group were way ahead of us. But we had to spend several minutes to get a glimpse of this unique stuff. Within 10 minutes, we were off once again. We picked up Fakhrul Bhai and Akhlas Bhai from Sylhet city. They gave us bad news about the road to Bholaganj. Judging by the distance, we were with the impression that Bholaganj would not be beyond 45 minutes’ journey from Sylhet. But we had no idea what was in store for us!<br /><br />Bholaganj is now the busiest stone quarry. The whole road to Bholaganj is pock-marked by heavy-wheels. Hundreds of stone-carrying trucks and tractor-trailers ply through this road all day. All the bridges on this road are under repair and require detours; and the bridges are many. This is a road that goes through a massive haor area (wetlands). Water level is on the rise here; its the end of the month of May. Coming June-August may see the road communication with Bholaganj severed unless some really important measures are taken. <br /><br />While we were facing this problem with the road, our drivers showed an arrogance that put the whole plan in jeopardy! While we were driving through the stone crushing fields, the drivers refused to go forward through this poor road condition. We tried to convince them that there were minimal chance of bellying on this road, but their lack of understanding of motor vehicles made us mad. We had no other option but to ride on a couple of empty tractor-trailers going towards Bholaganj. This ride was one of roughest for worst rides for a lot of us. It was hard keeping balance on a vehicle that didn’t have a shock absorber. But they surely took us there much faster! It was almost 1:00PM and we had our bus scheduled at 5:00PM. The tour became very tight indeed. We just thought that if we could ride something like that at the start of the bad road, we could have been there at least half an hour earlier! <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cqfl7t8T9AriDhW0-eqohQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANpw0Vz4EI/AAAAAAAAWvI/9dttLoxNklc/s288/DSC_5247.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />guarding the gates of heaven........<br /><br /><br />The first glimpse of Bholaganj got us mad! Its brilliant! The Meghalaya hills here are more attractive than that of Jaflong. The place stole our hearts in the first go! The distant hills are so dominating here that whatever we looked at, the blue hills were always part of it. The weather was superb! The skies were brilliant blue above the hills with darkish clouds. But fortunately for us, they were not directly above us. The best part was, there was no rain and we hoped it would stay like that as long as we stayed there. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/da-QnjuNJud2IKl2TRN2NQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANqEV2KmBI/AAAAAAAAWvg/tJYEWAaE3E4/s288/DSC_5288.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />stonescape........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/QJYoIObYVvM6Qx-_-MOmdQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANqHhaFsmI/AAAAAAAAWvk/VFkmjslUAT0/s288/DSC_5293.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />stonescape........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/e_jOCYNyoruH3UStESgpsw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANqNoQNzXI/AAAAAAAAWvw/FSgOhU02bYs/s288/DSC_5332.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />a stony kind of future.........01<br /><br /><br />It was a busy place; very busy place. There were thousands of people working there along the whole river bank. And gain, this was right on the border between India and Bangladesh. BDR men were guarding the pillars and constantly reminding us what we needed to do to keep the BSF from accidentally firing upon us! The whole river was full of boats; boats that carried stones from upstream. These stones were, in general, much bigger than the ones we saw at Jaflong. And there were a lot more activity than what we saw at Jaflong. Large stones were carried over and were broken down into several pieces using a manual hammer. Smaller stones are carried by tractor-trailers to crushing units in the back. The whole process requires a lot of manual labour. People of both gender and all ages are engaged in this process. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/VsSwZIsJ2k9IF6hShuajug?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANqPtCiBVI/AAAAAAAAWv0/EXzUjdfco74/s288/DSC_5339.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />lord of the stones.........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ly8xsmcoXRLsJ-bf5B9Xyg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANqSLV5bPI/AAAAAAAAWv4/iUYn_3WNPrk/s288/DSC_5372.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />lord of the stones.........02<br /><br /><br /><br />I talked to a stone-breaker, Khurshed Alam and tried to find out something about this place. According to him, stone extraction here started to rise there since 1988. There were lesser activity before that time He’s been breaking stones for more than 10 years and said that there are others there who are more experienced. Around 50 stone-breakers work there, according to him. His work seemed more like a skill than just hard work, which he acknowledged with a wise smile. A stone can require from 1 second to several minutes to break into pieces. I saw his breaking a big stone with three hits only! He acknowledges the hard work he’s doing, but he doesn’t want his two children to go through the same process. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/I9n2VxgfBb-VR4cmM4Aq_g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANqKgTes6I/AAAAAAAAWvs/j3E1g9ZPexY/s288/DSC_5301.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />stone-faces........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/WA26cIvf2BYWpPMIjrrW0A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANqcWrOREI/AAAAAAAAWwI/rZ2tT9Lh_KI/s288/DSC_5468.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />stone-faces........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/zbaN1tV6IsdemrlHDfGLmg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANqe2Yh3XI/AAAAAAAAWwM/UKW17XC3A_k/s288/DSC_5483.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />stone-faces........03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0BTOjjXqmqE039yxamJFUQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANqgrgGNuI/AAAAAAAAWwQ/57DU8M7S7kE/s288/DSC_5524.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />a stony kind of future.........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/NHXxvbkv8FRUlYhOMsM2ig?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6sIPwBl6btamXF7n1LseAV6j2mI_4cSdq8ycd-GFP2OYHHgnpoQA0JWZI83FHgzY34u10aGxQKkjAe6S5dp-2heMv6OPlVYhmGEVVrDd9RztaLpCVa-R2FJz7gSo8TSPJI9G9at5RUOA/s288/DSC_5541.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />close your eyes to find Him.......01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/xEjoFkBTp3y-PAZ8unXjBw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANqXE2wTXI/AAAAAAAAWwA/hW6muyqQBaM/s288/DSC_5400.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />close your eyes to find Him.......02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/dQWE3hC9Rv2AejXDYhOdtA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/TANqlp9CYTI/AAAAAAAAWwY/yM3WcxNdPx8/s288/DSC_5550.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/JaflongToBholaganjMay2010?feat=embedwebsite">Jaflong to Bholaganj, May 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />stone-faces........04<br /><br />Some of us boarded some boats and went forward. Others waited for them to come back. We were in a bit of hurry by the time we started to board our vehicles. Our vehicles, by this time, came to the shore in search of us. They somehow realised their duty. It was around 3:15PM and we were under pressure to make it to Sylhet on time to catch the bus. The most fortunate part of the whole thing was that our bus was exclusively reserved for us. So, it was not expected to leave without us. We also didn’t have our lunch and no time to do that on the way to Sylhet either! But Shudipto made sure that we wouldn’t reach Dhaka starving. We collected our packet lunches from Sylhet, sometime after 5:00PM and ultimately started off for Dhaka half-an-hour behind schedule, by around 5:30PM. <br /><br />Our lunch or whatever you call it, was on board the bus! But the tour was such a success for the clickers and there was no complain from anyone! Everyone was happy to spend one extra hour at Bholaganj than spending one hour at a restaurant! The journey was hectic; so what? It was more than worth the effort. Getting a glimpse of such exclusive places within such a short time was not a matter of joke. It was possible because of Shudipto’s management and the clickers’ wholehearted support! <br />Another brilliantly successful TTL safari came to a close as we reached Dhaka. We knew it would be difficult to live a typical life for the next couple of days. But this would be enough fodder for at least one hectic week!Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546108028283954440.post-32351732844282626262010-02-02T21:47:00.005+06:002010-02-03T17:20:15.058+06:00Shimulia, Savar, Janaury 2010<span style="font-weight:bold;">An Earthen Experience</span><br /><br />30 January 2010<br />Shimulia, Savar, <br />Dhaka,Bangladesh <br /><br />Its always difficult to manage a team of more than 20 people during a tour somewhere. But when you have Shudipto with you, you know that things will be OK. It was yet another nice photowalk with the great group of adventurers from TTL (Through the Lens: Bangladesh). A tour with TTL anywhere is a great experience. Not just for clicking purpose, to have some great moments with some great friends too! I could hardly say no when the plan was unleashed to visit Shimulia. This was TTL's second visit there actually. I missed the earlier one and had an empty feeling ever since. I was determined this time not to miss this event!<br /><br />Winter was standing on the door, on its way out. But just a little of that chilly breeze remained and convinced some of us to take a wee bit of warmth with us. Anyway, my idea was that as we would start early in the morning, it was wiser to take a sweater; well, just in case! As it turned out, we boarded the bus for Savar by around 8:40AM, when the sun was well up; though not shining with that much ferocity (lucky me!!).<br /><br />We knew that the journey would take around one hour. Our destination was Shimulia, some way from Dhamrai. So, it wasn't a straight journey to any bus stand. We got dropped at Dhamrai after a one-and-a-quarter-hour journey. That only introduced us to a small tempo (three-wheeler human hauler) stand. These three-wheelers carry around 10-12 people. Our 22-people group was enough for two vehicles. This part of the journey took us through some nice rural settings. Most of the land near Dhaka lost their rural flavour some time back. A bit of rural touch still remains with the crop lands. It was harvesting time; and most of the homes were in a festive mood with rice processing. I started to miss that while we left those golden fields. Our aim was to visit a potter village; so, the harvesting fields took a back seat. We had to be satisfied with the lovely views.<br /><br />After around half-an-hour's journey, we reached a school. An annual sports event was well on its way there with a lot of students, teachers, and guests gathering. With all our clownish bags and photo-gears, we were easily spotted by them from a distance. Anyway, we could swallow that and we did around half-a-dozen songs of terrible taste, which were on air through some mindless broadcasts with mikes! Races were not yet ready to start when we crossed the tracks.<br /><br />At the end of the school field there was that huge banyan tree. Its ancient and experienced look would make anyone stall. We also got stuck in front of it. Had to take a few snaps there before we could move again. The tree is at the entrance of the potter village, almost reminding us of our glorious past. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ads46EWbYZlIxP-A0NKTwQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S2cVoMOpR8I/AAAAAAAAVz0/nQk2IUHphOg/s288/DSC_0937.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ShimuliaSavarDhakaJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Shimulia, Savar, Dhaka, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />roots.........<br />Nature teaches us not to forget our past; never to unlearn our learning; never to get detached from our roots....... because we're just children in a very large world; always learning.........<br /><br /><br />We entered the village and straightaway knew that the villagers were very much used to seeing photographers. This village is one of those where one could find some traditional stuff. Being one of the last remaining potters, they do attract a lot of photojournalists. Their attitude towards cameras was built by these photojournalists. Anyway, we were not facing too much of a problem shooting in and around the village. We go pretty much easy access to their homes. We made our aims clear and got full co-operation from them. We stayed at the village for more than two hours and didn't face any trouble clicking.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/khDP_uGgfiatTKCnqgGsDg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S2cVzx8JHdI/AAAAAAAAVz4/gGBWsXssazY/s288/DSC_0950.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ShimuliaSavarDhakaJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Shimulia, Savar, Dhaka, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />tradition......<br />every bend in that village reminded us of the traditions that survived changes of many generations....... yet, there are signs of change; signs of threat to that long-protected culture........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Br7yiztkzwTsOgX5ZK1pWQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S2cV6oA5NDI/AAAAAAAAVz8/UfR2t9IYZfg/s288/DSC_9966.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ShimuliaSavarDhakaJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Shimulia, Savar, Dhaka, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />craftsmen........<br />these people are not just potters........ they're experts of a craft; protectors of a tradition; curators of an almost forgotten art......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cfIqGvzTRc6ujGOylXjmGA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S2cV-fWU0NI/AAAAAAAAV0A/fBhlCW0Ns9Y/s288/DSC_0970.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ShimuliaSavarDhakaJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Shimulia, Savar, Dhaka, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />patterns of earth.......01<br />there are patterns of God's earth...... and there are patterns made by humans..... they both come from earth and ultimately end up there...... we humans are just the breaks in those patterns.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/8HEfWFqK5liF2oZ2BP1KLA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S2cWNBqI1zI/AAAAAAAAV0E/lAA7X9p3z_g/s288/DSC_0978.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ShimuliaSavarDhakaJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Shimulia, Savar, Dhaka, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />patterns of earth.......02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ed3Oq17tlum1yrTdHaqrjA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S2cWW8g9-HI/AAAAAAAAV0Q/sbrA5S6H3o0/s288/DSC_0990.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ShimuliaSavarDhakaJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Shimulia, Savar, Dhaka, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />a work of faith.......<br />the potters of Shimulia have kept the traditions alive with a lot of devotion...... and faith...... its almost as if their faith in their God guided their faith in their work....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/O-H8SuysHEzQ21qORewkWw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S2cWbEp3jsI/AAAAAAAAV0Y/SnOM1_inFac/s288/DSC_1037.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ShimuliaSavarDhakaJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Shimulia, Savar, Dhaka, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />Gods......<br />they're not just potters...... they're makers of Gods as well...... their work is not just for material benefits; spiritual as well.....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cZSG2C4J44zS59MBd3SiPA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S2cWclPblTI/AAAAAAAAV0c/8mPoJR4f5co/s288/DSC_9999.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ShimuliaSavarDhakaJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Shimulia, Savar, Dhaka, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />an artist's hands.......<br />those hands have considerable experience and expertise in creating useful shapes..... but its not just expertise, its the attention to detail and concentration in creating something artistic that shines on the mud around the fingers......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/JJ7ev8uilSxo5K7O9KPifQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S2cWeImAVVI/AAAAAAAAV0g/vG0jGPoFCnY/s288/DSC_0032.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ShimuliaSavarDhakaJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Shimulia, Savar, Dhaka, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />where time stood still........<br />I spent some time at a place where I could see her, but asked myself why is she sitting there?....... I came to that same place after more than an hour...... she was still there..... she didn't move from there....... what was her story?....... what makes time stand still around her?....... <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/by5Ms3Im5-nFX28wdELzrw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0TnI3Hv4JpCwGdvwROBOWeiSoN36T2vQNmrdDSkmyx2DnzUlZ43aWfmuLv66o4BzIx7dqcGkJMuYDRmB7DU6rGbca2OC8rIfjdRtBLV3zyL7FJbjVv9fEJTMjhSHwDqg9GIxuP9tdf-k/s288/DSC_1056.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ShimuliaSavarDhakaJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Shimulia, Savar, Dhaka, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />light of the future.......<br />the baby was basking in that beautiful morning sun..... her forefathers may be in a sort of gloom, thinking of the inevitable....... but she provides them with a hope that makes them smile and keeps them going.....<br /><br /><br />Our stay at the village ended some time around 1:00PM and we began to search ways to go back quickly. As it turned out, going back quickly became something of a challenge. Those three-wheelers made our life difficult by keeping their own timeline. A couple of replacement vehicles saved the day for us. We reached Savar bus stand on those two vehicles; much quicker than we thought we could. It was almost 2:40PM when we were boarding the bus for Dhaka. But the rest of the journey was even quieter. A day's toil made everyone quiet. We entered Dhaka by around 3:30PM and found our own ways to reach home.<br /><br />It was a short but interesting tour. My previous disappointment regarding not being able to attend the previous photowalk there was no longer there. And the pleasant company of the photomates made the short tour really enjoyable.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546108028283954440.post-46151195898087328472010-01-29T21:27:00.005+06:002010-01-30T01:01:29.983+06:00Cox's Bazaar, January 2010<span style="font-weight:bold;">A Cool Morning at the Beach<br /></span><br />20 January 2010<br /><br />It was an official tour. Not a lot of latitude was there to hang about, though opportunities did present themselves. After a long night journey by bus, our bodies were tired, seeking bed. But I was to stay there for a very short while, not totally aligned with the plans of others. Others were supposed to stay at Cox for longer; still others had plans to go to St Martin's Island. I was one of only two to return within the night. <br /><br />This was my second tour to Cox's Bazaar in more than 3 years. Last time was a trip with friends in <a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2008/06/bandarban-coxs-bazaar-july-2006.html">July 2006</a>. And we had some time to relax. This time, it was more of busy our, with only some hours to spend on the beach. This time, it was the tourist season, but the weather kept things in check! Thick winter fog kept everything under wraps. It was more like an unusual tour to a usual place. From that point of view, I got lucky! It usually very difficult to get anything unique out of Cox's Bazaar with so much activity around. I spent around 3 hours in and around the beach to catch some glimpses, at the end of which the sun shined with all its glory!<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Ic9LZeoF52z-MBbnPixOxA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S1lbfehqGiI/AAAAAAAAVt4/qrgSYf5I8fg/s288/DSC_0496.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/CoxSBazaarJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Cox's Bazaar, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />Real estate.....<br />There's huge real estate boom going on at Cox's Bazaar.... A lot of hotels and apartments are springing up, realising the potential of the place to generate a huge revenue...... but concerns about rules and regulations are keeping a lot of people worried......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/DrDPN7pgodVLcEyCKuPFxg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifkxQL1A5VPKCOvm8R-Qm32_vA7eiUqAezMgRQNp5b8xo_YkfSVDZGCuMa93Kct5Ezheie7JS6vJuOrtMhMI5-ov_7Rpd6V_tiRgo8vETumKWADtPIlXbGt-I9WYFBzf3SH5p6vrydNRg/s288/DSC_0499.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/CoxSBazaarJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Cox's Bazaar, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />changing room.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/7qL2biiUZ36Bx-hga24RAQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S1lblWo1xOI/AAAAAAAAVuA/LueQOx6QCnc/s288/DSC_0503.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/CoxSBazaarJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Cox's Bazaar, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />corporate branding.......<br />some of the big corporates are putting money behind CSR activities and helping to keep the beach clean......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Lkh0Jt4JOywYD7sQa8bA0A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S1lbpG2cdnI/AAAAAAAAVuI/SE2OsgRu4e8/s288/DSC_0504.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/CoxSBazaarJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Cox's Bazaar, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />Lifeguards.......<br />with the increase in the number of tourists each year, Cox's Bazaar beach is now more in need of lifeguards than ever before..... after numerous silly deaths, this profession is finally getting some value here, though it still has some way to go in terms of professionalism.....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/NyL8Ito2aSxWOffXJsw3uQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S1lbrTrgVyI/AAAAAAAAVuM/LRxa03XbPdY/s288/DSC_0506.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/CoxSBazaarJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Cox's Bazaar, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />horseman.......<br />one of the businesses on the beaches of Cox's Bazaar is horse-riding...... a short ride on the beach is a bit of an entertainment for many....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0pTTwNR1_qhFvvhZ_qTGWA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S1lbtflBOkI/AAAAAAAAVuQ/3Hwz0A3oNc0/s288/DSC_0512.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/CoxSBazaarJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Cox's Bazaar, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />Beach buggy.....<br />this is one of the new professions on the beach...... they don't ride as fast as racing buggies, but enough for a lot of tourists....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/BzE9iMdOxUkD-Oy60Ha-og?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S1lbxVtLVRI/AAAAAAAAVuY/_HEVdFNu7X8/s288/DSC_0520.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/CoxSBazaarJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Cox's Bazaar, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />trade.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cLU4ak6CtXq7NUODEknMDg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S1lbzmirEXI/AAAAAAAAVuc/ZZHLVwAmS9s/s288/DSC_0525.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/CoxSBazaarJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Cox's Bazaar, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />some light moments......<br />absence of customers on a cold morning........ what else do they have to do?<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/4O36r_U2i_h6ozlvOzD1Zg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S1lb1g-NFwI/AAAAAAAAVug/RaNK5y3t7AQ/s288/DSC_0532.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/CoxSBazaarJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Cox's Bazaar, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />sharing.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/IExlFEaSl6A3rBkiyqrkvA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S1lb-AXzzWI/AAAAAAAAVus/ad1T1bQDMV4/s288/DSC_0558.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/CoxSBazaarJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Cox's Bazaar, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />cold wind from the north......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/jhgyGUi00gAKZG-jO4bwKg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S1lb_oAjI0I/AAAAAAAAVuw/7jl4bDIhIR4/s288/DSC_0561.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/CoxSBazaarJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Cox's Bazaar, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />a lesson in safety........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/2dHRU8Fcs5CC2aAQhj9dgA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S1lcEd6NybI/AAAAAAAAVu4/SxzKcF0DVHA/s288/DSC_0566.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/CoxSBazaarJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Cox's Bazaar, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />a cold day for business.......01<br />benches on the beach are for rent on an hourly basis........ on a cold morning like that, most benches remained empty......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Of0M2V8ckD6EUalrFF59Xg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S1lcJfjIexI/AAAAAAAAVvA/TsrrBPLI9Ys/s288/DSC_0575.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/CoxSBazaarJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Cox's Bazaar, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />a cold day for business.......02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/6kMX1aiL8RizSKAERgWxIg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S1lcLr6E4-I/AAAAAAAAVvE/0pGVVO8yUqE/s288/DSC_0577.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/CoxSBazaarJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Cox's Bazaar, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />a cold day for business.......03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/9XE7O7yJJ9HLrcxTD_eojA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S1lcOK_WOfI/AAAAAAAAVvI/0Y3T3jmFpAM/s288/DSC_0579.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/CoxSBazaarJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Cox's Bazaar, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />boats........01<br />one of the popular entertainments on the beaches of Cox's Bazaar is riding on speed boats....... idle boats were seen on abundance in that cold morning.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/69qdwOCkM3zBih3sWUDkqA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S1lcGbDi9OI/AAAAAAAAVu8/ZqZRz55Vs4g/s288/DSC_0571.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/CoxSBazaarJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Cox's Bazaar, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />boats........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/JDRfNtCpPNEBR1CJ3wvhJw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S1lcUxRAIyI/AAAAAAAAVvU/KTOvD5_LnkA/s288/DSC_0586.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/CoxSBazaarJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Cox's Bazaar, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />a cold day for business.......04<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/LPJGKwKw5b9WCTVRccmsqQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S2Mu8RN_R0I/AAAAAAAAVzM/MQkpSMpOWTI/s288/DSC_9963.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/CoxSBazaarJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Cox's Bazaar, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />a cold day for business.......05<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/i5e2ETD63nzSIuZtl4u3Gw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S1lcX5YuIoI/AAAAAAAAVvY/5MDcP-ckYUA/s288/DSC_0591.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/CoxSBazaarJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Cox's Bazaar, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />welcome to Cox's Bazaar......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/6nAUPbKvBfFPj37rKzQQQQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S1lcbCKyL6I/AAAAAAAAVvc/_26Bx9upRA8/s288/DSC_0595.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/CoxSBazaarJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Cox's Bazaar, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />sun-glasses.....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/JJ3vDROXbTTVCpYDG7LCKg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S1lcg95D6XI/AAAAAAAAVvo/lpV0muyFnEY/s288/DSC_0599.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/CoxSBazaarJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Cox's Bazaar, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />dried fishes........<br />one of the important business at Cox's Bazaar is dried fishes..... these are considered a delicacy among the typical Bangladeshis...... a good number of tourists go back with packs of such trades.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/yHzC4GYCfgtht-yPcB5yIA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/S1lclhD9jJI/AAAAAAAAVvs/mnUWzdtGO68/s288/DSC_0606.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/CoxSBazaarJanuary2010?feat=embedwebsite">Cox's Bazaar, January 2010</a></td></tr></table><br />oyster smile....... <br />one of the most common shops in and around Cox's Bazaar beaches is oyster/snail shops.... they sell many types of ornaments and souvenirs made of natural elements.....Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546108028283954440.post-68932843016712739482009-12-29T20:09:00.006+07:002009-12-31T16:33:12.786+07:00Ashura Processions, Dhaka, December 2009<span style="font-weight:bold;">The Holy Ashura Processions</span><br /><br />08 January 2009<br />Dhaka, Bangladesh<br /><br />Its been 11 days short of one year; Ashura processions are back! It was <a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2009/01/ashura-processions-dhaka-janaury-2009.html">08 January of this year</a> that thousands came out on the streets celebrating holy Ashura. That time I went to the main procession of the city, starting from the old part of Dhaka. <a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2008/02/ashura-celebration-dhaka-january-2008.html">The year before I was at Mohammadpur</a>, where the processions usually carry a completely different mood. So, during the last couple of years, I was able to observe the diversity of celebrations. It really is worth exploring this variety. <br /><br />With this thought in mind, I planned to be at Mohammadpur this year. This is usually one of the two most important processions of the day. The effort put in by the participants into these processions has to be noted. From the design of Tazia to designing costumes, to the practice of performances, their devotion to the cause is something to see. <br /><br />Usually it starts in the late afternoon. The usual starting places are the Bihari camps of Mohammadpur. Being very near these starting places, I was looking to go out late, to be with the crowd for a couple of hour or so, and ultimately to come back with some experience to remember. I went out with my camera right after 4:00PM (Daylight Saving). I was there on the streets around Mohammadpur and Mirpur Road until around 7:00PM, when the procession came to Tajmahal Road and got split in different sections. It was dark when I finally separated from the crowd.<br /><br />Here are some of the glimpses from the event.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/8rCvui_KXE1V9PCTBjTAFw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Szjodq_-oMI/AAAAAAAAVdM/R24HPxsyE_g/s288/DSC_9866.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Heir.......01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/yZiQsBG5ptppwbW95bhRow?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzjolzipxKI/AAAAAAAAVdQ/aNQ5iSbhcHY/s288/DSC_9870.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Flags.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/9dhCQ2A6Dh9r_enV8CyVkg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzjoqEPusKI/AAAAAAAAVdU/FePH7KapKWs/s288/DSC_9878.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Mobile camera......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/I14JB6Q4OsgO8wLmcTpkGw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzjouzlwIYI/AAAAAAAAVdY/rxresctBgvQ/s288/DSC_9374.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The Procession.....01<br /><br /><br />Johuri Mahalla in Mohammadpur is most favourite in terms of attractiveness during the Tajia processions. The confined spaces of the area makes the procession vibrant and colourful. The Tajia seems at home in this place. The moment the procession moves to larger roads, it becomes a bit unnatural; something like an export! At Johuri Mahalla, the large concentration of Biharis makes it so special. This really looks like their own procession there!<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/4pj5pUxaJYusVzL99jQWcA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzjozmSrx9I/AAAAAAAAVdc/Xe6RYkawiog/s288/DSC_9381.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Startled.......01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/tCxPCNMPKJO7PKF2Srhh-Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Szjo3SYGpzI/AAAAAAAAVdg/LmxXQqgGTRA/s288/DSC_9399.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Startled.......02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/WEDRTzvLi5Wg_efHYVjlSw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Szjo-6zxTuI/AAAAAAAAVdk/Dte3HU-FcLo/s288/DSC_9411.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The Procession.....02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/b-sUiCLWCtB1frqnFRr-ZA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzjpGKkjCPI/AAAAAAAAVdo/lQZm62iaT94/s288/DSC_9418.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Startled.......03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/rGYU-3JlLedrp9QPpF0slg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqGaaWaIhtlOJFZparHo0HrNmJfFJeR1UqOQ05UnCohF1vMLSx3BRIsX3a-h7A3Xme9K5_bMOizxntuDyOTkPG7_uVTF1F4kXd2sB1CcGGBKbE0G-Qt9Dfv60WlAAUPndCKzYbgh4KvV4/s288/DSC_9427.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The noisiest bed.....<br /><br /><br />This year round, I was really surprised to see the small size of the Mohammadpur procession. And when I say small, I mean really small. I haven't seen such a small procession before. It was almost as if there are lesser number of people participating!! I've tried to find the reason behind it, but haven't found any authenticated sources. One source told me that it might because of lack of finding resulting from political changes. Well, its difficult to guess though. <br /><br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/HoHbNL_G7wWc18KkXtSRZw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzjpdtR8iCI/AAAAAAAAVd0/f76Ma8Tjs0Q/s288/DSC_9438.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Heart of the Tazia.......01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/wP4mCcDw85Zn5U-UUrxjWQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzjpjUDYICI/AAAAAAAAVd4/qiLmX5NUhBg/s288/DSC_9440.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Heart of the Tazia.......02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_SS00pLA_SEifKqkByKjOg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzjpsYj2tlI/AAAAAAAAVd8/EfSOsGcwTOU/s288/DSC_9444.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Heart of the Tazia.......03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/QSoVhjqT6sAYUzL9pBUYHg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Szjp1R5NgKI/AAAAAAAAVeA/aQDs8qCAC3k/s288/DSC_9448.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Running repairs.......<br /><br /><br />Apart from the difference in size of the procession and number of Tajia, there weren't too many things that have changed during the last couple of years. Have seen some innovative ways of designing Tajia. One of the main Tajias originating from Johuri Mahalla had a miniature 3D map of the then Karbala under it. And as usual, the Tajias were designed by people who were more driven by emotions, rather than practicality. The Tajias got tangled with wires at many places on the road due to their height. At one point, the main Tajia had to lose it top spires to make any process!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite#5420339368393231362"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Szjp7_ckzAI/AAAAAAAAVeE/wCF6VPvYxzk/s288/DSC_9466.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The collections department......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/wg8cGu90-Mcj3twrpDReqA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_E2V5ZLaR6NpAOAZ87Qk_CAhH9UdIGB4u3-5TlVYvhyphenhyphenOtPiHRMoMHx2juU7VZMDlLdEoz_YljtzepApcKeCg64l6jAlcEywSJDantJ6UOMH_xpwSlShYbBaa4G6YaoeOhB5pu2iKPtgc/s288/DSC_9470.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Children power.....01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/rA8s4Z-JI7z4ncf-G2nhcA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzjqHuS4zkI/AAAAAAAAVeM/h_3llx0Yxlo/s288/DSC_9473.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Private video.....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/9YMVdFe6-pzJLHVFwoW8vg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Szjqa4LoBsI/AAAAAAAAVeY/Ye2SKxxz6Mg/s288/DSC_9487.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Animated faces.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/L68TFVilxwll_rM0-Tu-aQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Szjq0HvmwTI/AAAAAAAAVek/2mSjE01GCKc/s288/DSC_9530.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Drums.....<br /><br /><br />This time, the procession moved to Mirpur Road, a move that I haven't seen before. Usually the procession moves through Mohammadpur alone and doesn't spill out in Mirpur Road. Anyway, it seems that they got permission for that this year. But the procession was so small that they could hardly dominate the road!! Once they reached Asad Avenue and combined with the other procession, the overall crowd size became a bit bigger. But still, the size remained pretty small.<br /><br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KQcf9YpLC1zd3u_zmaDCLg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzjrBXpBqQI/AAAAAAAAVes/ZuiHXD8NpBA/s288/DSC_9898.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Children power.....02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/tMqCAgwFvHFUHVK2BKwQQg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzjrMmufBrI/AAAAAAAAVew/7dSzUTO2Ihw/s288/DSC_9542.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Children power.....03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/fJDS__Y6iezGgM_mtZxMyA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzjrQYD6LLI/AAAAAAAAVe0/6sptc33g--0/s288/DSC_9548.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The holy horse......01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/7scNksNi_bz-VwEpQYzN5w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzjrgPErumI/AAAAAAAAVfA/4ExErSj1Sbw/s288/DSC_9575.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The holy horse......02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/sRmNGN4E_trFF9l7eTDq8w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzjrjXt3V_I/AAAAAAAAVfE/riwUL-A7B_g/s288/DSC_9581.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Heir.......02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/CTUjrsBqUB6ilA1AmRlvwA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzjrnJjw4cI/AAAAAAAAVfI/XcgBQTDcR0w/s288/DSC_9597.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Children power.....04<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/xG9at5jXywsH5g79p1BVqQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzjrqAEwHQI/AAAAAAAAVfM/FxG5StdQ-eI/s288/DSC_9600.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Spectators.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/UNMGun8sDTMdo19ND4o0mQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzjrtHGCLHI/AAAAAAAAVfQ/K0kSYC4alu0/s288/DSC_9614.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Startled.......04<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/237eUf5N6ht2udHmT_7Ntg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Szjrw9rXtWI/AAAAAAAAVfU/nu3AIUMYfnk/s288/DSC_9625.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The leader......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KP6uTpe_YSYE6wvu8rodaQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzjrzYNfIfI/AAAAAAAAVfY/3FPvCA5S_GQ/s288/DSC_9626.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />"Say cheese!!"<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/zG5kUvhR38SGhbvEftKl4w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Szjr1uNeJ2I/AAAAAAAAVfc/5FF2Z5l2DYI/s288/DSC_9629.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A fashion statement......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/gFZLoWSdeAuarDV6ZoKJXw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Szjr5RULS1I/AAAAAAAAVfk/rmBZH8qr8jw/s288/DSC_9648.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/AshuraCelebrationsMohammadpurDhakaDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ashura Celebrations, Mohammadpur, Dhaka, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Heated personality......<br /><br />This year's small prcession was full of frame-throwing stunts!! These stunts are usually there all the time. But this year seemed like a particularly big concentration of these people. These young chaps were taking a lotta risks to display their valour! And in doing so, putting themselves as well as others in grave danger of personaly injury. And in fact, we've witnessed one of the performers getting burns over his upper body after one of his friends failed to control the flame!!Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546108028283954440.post-83421741107187927392009-12-20T20:57:00.005+07:002009-12-23T23:40:36.707+07:00Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009<span style="font-weight:bold;">Two Hard!</span><br />TTL Safari to Sitakunda, Chittagong<br />17-18 December 2009<br /><br /><br />A great opportunity was presented in front of me to visit the ship-breaking yards of Sitakunda. I simply couldn’t think about missing it. And how many times Shudipto gets the credit? His initiative to get access to the sensitive ship-breaking yards had to be appreciated. This was yet another tour organised by “Through the Lens: Bangladesh” (TTL) group of Flickr. Even though the main attraction of the tour was Chandranath Hill of Sitakunda, to me it was the ship-breaking yard that provided the kick! But I was extremely concerned about my busy office schedules. There was every chance that I might miss the tour. Yet, I thought I shouldn’t cancel my participation in it too early. I kept my chances alive until the last moment. I finally confirmed Thursday night, barely 10 hours before the journey began!<br /><br />8AM bus was almost too much for me, as I was barely able to reach Sayedabad Bus Terminal. It was a small team; almost too small compared to the previous safari tours that we had from TTL. Only four of us were on board the bus. Another member was supposed to join us from Chittagong. The number of members meant that this tour was going to be somewhat different from the others. The journey lacked the chaos of other times! We missed a big gang badly. But considering the sensitivity of the tour subjects, somehow a smaller group helped us a lot.<br /><br />After a hair-raising 5 hours’ bus journey, we finally reached Sitakunda. This is the first time we didn’t have a hotel booked. Our plan was originally to stay at Chittagong, because we were supposed to have a much larger group. But a small group changed everything. We searched for a decent hotel, but failed. Then Shudipto came up with his fantastic connections, and in no time we were in a lavish bunglow! What a change of fortune within such a short time. Anyway, with our lodgings confirmed, we went to Sitakunda bazaar and finished a goodish lunch. We met our other friend from Chittagong there. <br /><br />We quickly finished our lunch and grabbed a three-wheeler by around 3:20PM. Our destination was Bhatiary, the main hub of ship-breaking business in Bangladesh. We reached there after half-an-hour’s journey. After getting the proper authorisations, we were given a free hand in the open. But the condition was, we could not go inside the ships. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/FfcpDeB3n34Z5CtP6AwaNQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF9AnOrk4I/AAAAAAAAVMM/qzi575AK5mc/s288/DSC_8778.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Shadow keepers.......01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/gSEbupuwDoLAF6aaKZ6o-g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF9B1TON7I/AAAAAAAAVMQ/y2DTFl_1PXk/s288/DSC_8784.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Shadow keepers.......02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/7RFKzfIIBkvcLaNaTqGwfA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF9FgiXhCI/AAAAAAAAVMY/mo4WWSEY-QY/s288/DSC_8797.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Skeleton......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/4ueND6zK343-rfYN2f93Iw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF_ZldiKXI/AAAAAAAAVQo/LK-WDMpPBIk/s288/DSC_8816.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Shadow keepers.......03<br /><br /><br />The first glance at those ships inspired awe in us! Honestly, this was a amazing feeling seeing those massive structures towering above the ground. I had been to these yards before, but didn’t manage to get a glimpse of that many ships. Yes, there were quite a few ships there. Some were almost intact, while others were cut into pieces. Our movement was somewhat impeded by the soft mud. After all, this was a sea beach, so, mud was not supposed to be a strange phenomenon. <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/rvpWuK7k0JJSyAJ_qR8xvg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF-6zpjjYI/AAAAAAAAVPo/KZ_HFipWuNA/s288/DSC_8992.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />In the land of the giants.......01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/w2MNbINd8YlSYRMprzK92A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF_eGXUm5I/AAAAAAAAVQs/6E5oSb0rXN4/s288/DSC_8827.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Eaten.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0GxRFUElLHSTEyItf_m28Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF_hy39WhI/AAAAAAAAVQ0/XD-Zed6_Hi4/s288/DSC_8835.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A devoted watchman........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cGhjW8N5F2FqGXQ8JAqtTw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF_kNvIhEI/AAAAAAAAVQ4/06_64-r1dfk/s288/DSC_8855.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A metallic landscape!!<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/2P2ci4umiys5r37ktdp2QA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF_nFnIPLI/AAAAAAAAVRA/YFkilSOIfp4/s288/DSC_8887.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />In the land of the giants.......02<br /><br /><br />It was a Friday, and Fridays are usually half-day working time. Work went on until around 2PM, a couple of hours before we actually arrived there. There was hardly anyone there. Only some watchmen were roaming about and above the ships. We roamed about in the mud and explored different opportunities to get different shots in the same place. Actually, the subjects were so big that a lot of walking needed to be done before a different composition could be tried. <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/OIDJzAaQW6v3zWt0LLUqKw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF_onIadHI/AAAAAAAAVRE/cEEytl8NOLY/s288/DSC_8899.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />In the land of the giants.......03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/aTHTueLHg-qQ4T9CclxeEA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF_qaUhl6I/AAAAAAAAVRI/jkGI4ZR7hmw/s288/DSC_8947.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />In the land of the giants.......04<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Vqh-H1z-ilRfiUM17au5Aw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF_rwV9mhI/AAAAAAAAVRM/Lo5wefOvjEM/s288/DSC_8950.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Angles of steel......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/6bNjh1kc2G8d4LS_nBAN1Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF_tMcXu1I/AAAAAAAAVRQ/TR_3pGO9Cbk/s288/DSC_8955.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />In the land of the giants.......05<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/WS6sO48VcoB-_wIw0qdGqQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF_u3DtC7I/AAAAAAAAVRU/5C_t5s8WpZw/s288/DSC_8961.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Stairway to ruin........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Wk81QE4KsnXhHNWsSx4Ymg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF_xQX3rKI/AAAAAAAAVRc/x6U2zNYzykY/s288/DSC_8970.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Some moments are idle.....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Hww1dPdXwQvJFAfF33ftZQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF_0CoB_qI/AAAAAAAAVRk/L4FDwBdTyqc/s288/DSC_8983.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Through the muddy highway!!<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/eahJvt-9Vs3QywqM-IfIfQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF_wJ9KWNI/AAAAAAAAVRY/wvDSQ-Qa3Jo/s288/DSC_8965.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />In the land of the giants.......06<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/QNRGLdfKSTIeiIrfC4p06w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF-740AwKI/AAAAAAAAVPs/JgqzQ5bUTic/s288/DSC_9002.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Phenomenon........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/bQoLG7TKhHhCaMXvFBlBvA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzIuXGbvz2I/AAAAAAAAVSg/kTzYdnn7C8E/s288/DSC_9016.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Nature's gift to the un-naturals......<br /><br /><br /><br />Although we had little opportunity to manoeuvre ourselves in the mud, shooting continued without mercy. We didn’t rest our cameras until the red ball of the sun set right between two beached ships. It was an awesome moment. It was a fit tribute to the day’s efforts. Amazing day we had! We came back to Sitakunda right after sunset. We were tired. A day of journey from the early morning, followed by a visit to the yard. A busy, but a very productive day. <br /><br />Second day’s plan was to start early. We finished our breakfast by around 8:30AM and boarded a three-wheeler. Ultimate destination Chadranath Hill and Temple. This temple stands at the top of a hill, which can be accessed via a 1200-step stair. But before that hill can be reached, we needed to go through the Sankar Math, the main place of Hindu worshipers. The Math lies right next to the Sitakunda town. Chandranath Hill is usually famous for its once-in-a-year festival. Thousands gather there during that time, but during the rest of the year, it is usually not occupied. This day is due on the last day of Bengali month of Magh; or 12th of February 2010. We thought of getting a glimpse of that temple in its usual self. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/P_u7e1MNMIvlMjQBWTzq6w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF_As1_yOI/AAAAAAAAVP0/QvRgbfpm6VE/s288/DSC_9034.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The entrance to the Chandranath.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/PWwGfJN01thBM6Uui2oMHg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF_IOa2FMI/AAAAAAAAVQA/AlmyFLBE4IM/s288/DSC_9042.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A patch of religion......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/dfWApZarNpQQg24mxJo8pw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF-cI_T0cI/AAAAAAAAVOo/4GnjOwEw5iw/s288/DSC_9112.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Call of Shambhunath.....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_yXKdZxqi17-sVsr6eaIdA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF_SxLRSDI/AAAAAAAAVQY/a0f4HUeub0o/s288/DSC_9064.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Domes of Shambhunath.....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/gYjI3MusWmDGpbcj_nw8Eg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF_RUx5KQI/AAAAAAAAVQU/Z_xMc5UhVgY/s288/DSC_9058.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A call to prayers......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/LC-4px_B_8YZmJKQZnhYmQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF_WSuNl-I/AAAAAAAAVQg/OAmnzwD0-zA/s288/DSC_9070.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Guardian of God's house......01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/9EaLiBiAMsP1hP7aLQuLzw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgysHXP73S9CD_x3VS5K47u7azBR-Ot3_8GFvAOQanqBDvdbb346wgPa_6CUxKMm1t1mLwKtaoeR_HTFkk2iuSKIpBsWZWlGODes0fW8K9g1I-TrvP_s3AhBnI9-9HHKZc8x0HvpH3AXq8/s288/DSC_9106.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Guardian of God's house......02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/GA_hqFxfm3IA9YODsCxDCQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF_YH0aiII/AAAAAAAAVQk/A4EsGuRAhEE/s288/DSC_9082.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Rays of hope......<br /><br /><br />At the Sankar Math, Shudipto introduced us to his uncle, who was one of the highest priests there. His hospitality delighted us. He gave us enough advice and direction to us, which helped us to plan our day. But most disappointingly, he advised us not to go to Chandranath, or even to go to a much nearer waterfall. His concern was a security issue. We took his advice and the guide he gave us. Rubel took us to the nearest temple that lies on the way to Chandranath. This temple is called the Shambhunath Temple. Its not too far from Sankar Math. Just a bit of uphill walk took us there. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/BaBi2TsLw63JccY-jQ6_SA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF_Jnjs9-I/AAAAAAAAVQE/lYDanPm2AOg/s288/DSC_9046.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Twin peaks..... the peak of Chandranath Hill seen from Shambhunath<br /><br /><br />We received even more advice there regarding a walk to Chandranath. Priests and all others advised against such an idea. Our heart sank! We had so much plan around it; and now this. The groups of miscreants there are very well-organised and regularly intercept visitors and take their belongings. They even intercept large groups of tourists. They have informers all throughout the place and organise and execute their missions flawlessly. What people told us was that the police was having a hard time wiping this group off. This is a very remote place with a lot of hiding places; so, getting rid of these vandals wasn’t easy at all. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/UFj8WkK5insG7chRwu99cg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF-ehJD3xI/AAAAAAAAVOs/quczkZWB2iY/s288/DSC_9117.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Stairway to down-under.....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Gq-Udxa7N18KJKRiHLSreQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF-sThA1fI/AAAAAAAAVPM/Wo8R--cYxmQ/s288/DSC_9177.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Signs........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Kt8zWxse7We6F4bV31oOQQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF-ygCQADI/AAAAAAAAVPU/kC6Q3aGoXFo/s288/DSC_9179.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Milestone........<br /><br /><br />We decided to abandon our plan for the moment. We would rather visit the place again coming February, when such risks usually don’t exist. Festival time brings thousands of people, and a lot of security with it. It would be much safer to visit the place then. We only awed at the peak of Chandranath. The high hill presented a pretty imposing personality. There were two temples at the top of Chandranath, one built recently and the other one built several hundred years ago. We were content with snapping the temples from our position way below. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Ic90ZQugOhRq-X4V93xYhg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF-mf_NFkI/AAAAAAAAVO8/XmzQa46_hH0/s288/DSC_9150.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Squirrel play........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/LpOo0pdKDc1G7hJo8GSRfA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF-ik7PoaI/AAAAAAAAVO0/WIZ6UT49FYM/s288/DSC_9138.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Squirrel play........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/YyWwXVZ5JjRjLJFTLDLMVg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF-oGauyoI/AAAAAAAAVPA/XayzGOVf-yg/s288/DSC_9162.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Squirrel play........03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/3Y-GZpQ-qnUHCCyH1Eyn4g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF95qciBDI/AAAAAAAAVNs/855V5nuCiok/s288/DSC_9214.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Entrance to another world......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KwNRFEpUf8SkkTZiIpPDMQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF9LzlpeiI/AAAAAAAAVMk/5-Tin59qVC8/s288/DSC_9802.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Peace-keeper......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/N-5uoFnEG9pjA1_PIFCPmw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF9aHOXPZI/AAAAAAAAVM4/zwdvm8CqYtU/s288/DSC_9822.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Home of the dead......01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ow5I87sUxjPyWgBZV5ooXQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF9jwZipgI/AAAAAAAAVNI/fXeq1-0ZsNk/s288/DSC_9826.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Voices of devotion......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/lmLNBVKySmHgtQqL8nGcRg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF902opi2I/AAAAAAAAVNo/qntTXYKenr0/s288/DSC_9207.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Gift?<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/8TIfFIhQo1UWo3XWe_sG7Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF-3xR1zMI/AAAAAAAAVPg/b8vyR1-eRDw/s288/DSC_9203.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Death spares none......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/F6vzpOGJ-kxpgyIzqNDsXw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF97BjTM-I/AAAAAAAAVNw/khGRWhoymW0/s288/DSC_9229.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Call of the dead......<br /><br /><br />The time released by this change of plan gave us opportunity to stay longer at Shambhunath. We developed bit of a relationship with the priest there and snapped quite a few pics. We enjoyed the short time out there. We also got some glimpses of some squirrels just outside the temple. Their activities made us captive for a while. On the way down, we stopped at a ‘shashan’ or cremation place, where the dead receive their last rites. The mood of the place held us up for a while.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/aH94_npnwcgU0nntEKor_A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF-D5O1bmI/AAAAAAAAVN8/nB2uYnFWzR8/s288/DSC_9255.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Prayers......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/hfssatB16sM38N50m1i_wQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF-GW66gQI/AAAAAAAAVOA/lBg9nIcCJGo/s288/DSC_9257.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Window.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/76y_pPib6wkDH4_G4mEZkw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF-IGXOxrI/AAAAAAAAVOE/khfFJq2HrA0/s288/DSC_9263.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A young vendor.....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/oVwf-0ek7-Kd4P0ArsAY4g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF-KpY5PwI/AAAAAAAAVOI/UAXJN2Vmf90/s288/DSC_9267.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Entrance with a warning......<br /> <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/JeAJJMJHyD-I0YVlrzPbvQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF9mNHh6OI/AAAAAAAAVNM/RY5r8jTrx9Q/s288/DSC_9827.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Warnings.......01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/oO-0HvXXNG-uX56HH13BJw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF9pUfxSKI/AAAAAAAAVNU/a0UT1A9CdQI/s288/DSC_9843.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Holy men........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/hg1WsgbpVMSPAPGXrQFzhA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF9rBLF6II/AAAAAAAAVNY/h4AgGD2WA2s/s288/DSC_9849.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Holy men........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/OzYTv0Lnr1mo8QcG7h8WyQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF-Ot4BP8I/AAAAAAAAVOQ/VLqM6eTzRrU/s288/DSC_9273.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Holy men........03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/GRoOtjpZ26hDhOwcLtr1vw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SzF-QtXqgKI/AAAAAAAAVOU/57jrhxvjJz0/s288/DSC_9274.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Holy men........04<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/uPXdVdKNB-MU2fwfYXW9nA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8KoiwV-M4-iuT5CeGg9qegJVmzO5d5BK9iL1vyEUdgUkhBZlycKrULG6I3oEOzyB7bsXiB1IJr1vDZy8rum_P7Zu8jeMDJ96ryS4Dew4nvkS9whnIq97Ot0DlZspDnSGaklc2F8xJMr8/s288/DSC_9282.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/SitakundaChittagongDecember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Sitakunda, Chittagong, December 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Gods within, Gods without......<br /><br /><br />Once back at Sankar Math, we climbed the small height of around 100 steps. There we spent some time at the places of worship. We had unprecedented access to the insides of the temples thanks to Shudipto’s uncle. This was the best times for us during the day. We tried to forget the loss of Chandranath and concentrated on the subjects in front of us. We also relaxed there under the shadows and received nice entertainments by the students there. Rubel also proved his worth by singing. It had to be appreciated. <br /><br />Lunch time was another great time for us. We received Prasad at the temple. The meal was both delicious and really filled our stomach. After relaxing for a while, we bade goodbye to the priests, especially the generous high priest, Shudipto’s uncle. By around 2:00PM we were back at Sitakunda. We had enough time to rest before boarding our bus at 4:30PM.<br /><br />Though the tour had a lot of disappointments, it certainly acted as a key to further explorations. We had unusual access to ship-breaking yard and Sankar Math. We developed good enough relationship with key people to help us come back. We brought this key for others, yet, we were able to capture some truly amazing moments. In my view, it was a great success! Thanks Shudipto; thanks TTL!Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546108028283954440.post-31714430959847663812009-12-03T12:01:00.005+07:002009-12-05T02:28:24.321+07:00Panamnagar, November 2009<strong>Yet another Peek</strong><br />29 November 2009<br /><br />Panamnagar is now one of my most regularly visited places. I've visited Panam several times during the last few years. My last visit was in <a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2009/02/bp-photowalk-panamnagar-sonargaon.html">January 2009</a>. Each of my visit revealed something new for me. This place is under a so-called restoration process, which has been debated quite a few times in many quarters. This renovation work has given Panam its curse, and given me the reason to record change. <br /><br />It was Eid-ul Azha. A day out on the second day morning of Eid was a bit too much for many. Had to manage family members at home. It was yet another effort by the TTL buddies ("Through the Lens: Bangladesh" group of Flickr). A short photowalk organised on short notice. Anyway, it ultimately came down to mental strength to get up that early in the morning. I almost goofed up; but Gazi Bhai saved me by giving me a timely phone-call. We all met at Gulistan for the start by around 7:40AM. We, three of us, broke off and took our own vehicle. Others came by bus.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Lcx0JBy8z7yGoBbEoFow9A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SxOYr_oiohI/AAAAAAAAUv0/71AndBnUDjs/s288/DSC_8306.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Where time stands.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/atQZ3j_cfB95vBXfHOSlJw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SxOYtj4NL1I/AAAAAAAAUv4/8UNVvZrwSWU/s288/DSC_8312.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Beauty behind bars........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/fp-PHKVQh3JllBoxyr2g1g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SxOYytIPXQI/AAAAAAAAUwA/9BETEstux-M/s288/DSC_8315.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Bricks; old and new.....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/uudLPRs72r8PG9EzfjnSqA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SxOY06lJvNI/AAAAAAAAUwE/FX9DziGpeew/s288/DSC_8317.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Time window......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/bilDuOUNtsKGOhNIMOHPqQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SxOY3vSsryI/AAAAAAAAUwI/vVq13lAf9Ro/s288/DSC_8321.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Passing history......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/oK13BROAhfOu0zYEtPld7w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SxOY6GltA2I/AAAAAAAAUwM/ZSu9EXlDKUU/s288/DSC_8330.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Marks of existence.......<br /><br /><br />Holiday traffic took us to Sonargaon very quickly. It was barely 8:30AM when we knocked on the doors to Panamnagar. Morning light was still trying to peep through. We decided to go off the main Panam street and go the old houses behind Panam before the sun went too high and too bright. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/FG8RkW66auU6r7UQvs_k1A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SxOY7s8nfHI/AAAAAAAAUwQ/inJ159Ixhnw/s288/DSC_8335.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Panam lake.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/7li_dtZ2jfSZR5VWo8ud4w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6kJbDXdtTars8fxpkv1Hj3DUTKPxDZUosuMN7fL4jZQjxpcdwmqe6ibIcXZJQ3gAKEAbLthEY_eMDXKHi5auSYrcZpRvLDzgbn3PK-IBN8ElVFVmJ5DkU7_twHVdGpRKeVXn4sFwDJ1o/s288/DSC_8336.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Marks of stupidity......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Z-MfZHufmH0mWmq5HBl4Gg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SxOZDxkNsaI/AAAAAAAAUwc/T2HnBiyat4A/s288/DSC_8341.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Morning worship.....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/BCDWbeOrjnknSBXzsv2TFQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SxOZFhs1mrI/AAAAAAAAUwg/IJ2UElq9Z7c/s288/DSC_8350.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Morning works......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/35WllDjp26Q6T0Vm0UO11w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SxOZIRIpXiI/AAAAAAAAUwk/E3Uj_b29aM0/s288/DSC_8352.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Over-growth......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/wbytDnO6hL2Ff_IhwXjJ2Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SxOZOz26y5I/AAAAAAAAUw0/EtxyxlqgZ38/s288/DSC_9655.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Crystal balls.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0dtGPH1ZNrePMZKtCbYETg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SxOZQhxT9-I/AAAAAAAAUw4/uyQl2wLjWqk/s288/DSC_9672.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Morning surprise!!<br /><br /><br />This part of Panamnagar is always my most favourite. Environment plays a big part here. Lights and fog mix here at times to create extraordinary settings. It wasn't quite like that on that day, but we enjoyed the warm light from the east. We spent quite a bit of time here exploring the opportuntiy to get some snaps. A considerable amount of time went behind shooting a small butterfly that got completely covered with dew drops. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/5oz6wBiUNTTo_VNMMKQDjA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SxOZVf6mG6I/AAAAAAAAUxA/rh0E590Q0N0/s288/DSC_8367.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A journey through time.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/4H8lTBsUkAIPGK7DgeU7qQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SxOZk11mEMI/AAAAAAAAUxY/HGpVcRjrr7Y/s288/DSC_8377.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Windows........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/-eiQZjsGRvRO2KoPT0uptQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SxOZw493kuI/AAAAAAAAUxw/r0NxGPeLKmE/s288/DSC_8385.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A walk through the past.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Xew4OdSS49PCJlnDzkWVhg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SxOZ4C38HgI/AAAAAAAAUx8/-DPObsbtH8g/s288/DSC_8388.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Living among history........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/2FgTAlz0qt1Wdpsl6c_6Pw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SxOZ7JmULQI/AAAAAAAAUyA/vEjCLrDAot8/s288/DSC_8393.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Marks of authority?<br /><br /><br />We switched to Panamnamar main street soon enough. We met with our other buddies there. Panam's old buildings are changing their profiles on short notice. Most of the buildigs are now empty. I've seen a similar state during my last visit, but this time round, the buildings looked emptier. Yet, some of the buildings were still occupied and we saw people in there. Another building had government papers slapped on the doors with orders to evacuate within a week!<br /><br />Some of the most beautiful of Panam's buildings are still off limits. Some of them have slight openings, through which its possible to get a slight peek, but most of them are completely sealed-off. We saw children playing around these old buildings, giving a feel of timelessness of this place. <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/CmUX6_Vi1af02JhUPpDmKg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SxOZ9EyvrGI/AAAAAAAAUyE/2FAIGM-hrCk/s288/DSC_8395.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Mindless graffiti........<br /><br />We took group photos at one of the most beautiful buildings of Panam, which I had only visited once, during my last visit. I promied my family that I would be home right after 11:00AM. Dhaka was still in Eid mood; so, I couldn't waste any more time. Visitors were still trickling in. There weren't too many, but enough to make us feel good about the timing. I always prefer early morning visits to Panam.<br /><br />We left Panam by around 11:00AM and reached Dhaka in an hour. It was a very short tour of the place, but gave me enough reason and thoughts. The next visit would probably be in the same line.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546108028283954440.post-60713486640726180542009-11-22T13:02:00.003+07:002009-11-23T23:44:31.269+07:00Tora, Manikganj, November 2009<strong>The Fields of Harvest</strong><br />21 November 2009<br /><br />This has been my second visit to this place within a year. Its been almost a year since my <a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2009/01/tora-manikganj-december-2008.html">last visit </a>to this place. We had been planning to do something during the weekend. There was a team of photographers from TTL ("Through the Lens: Bangladesh" group of Flickr) having a great time in the tea gardens of Srimangal; so, we also wanted to have our own sessions somewhere near Dhaka. A day-long session was what we had been looking for. Saturday seemed the most convenient time for most; and there we go. The aim was to go out and do some clicking. Getting a suitable place for that was thus the main question. Tora came up as the most accepted place. <br /><br />We planned to click some activity of harvesting. The season of Hemanta (Late Autumn) was in full swing, and harvesting was going on in the most parts of the country. Tora is a place where a variety of rural activities can be found; we just need to select the season for it. Last year we clicked he golden fields of mustard. This year, we were a bit too early for it, but not too late for the harvesting though. <br /><br />We gathered for the journey at Gabtoli Bus Terminal. Although the official timing was at 8:00AM, it took us up to 8:45AM to board the bus. We boarded a bus that went beyond Manikganj, because Tora is somewhat west of Manikganj, under Ghior Upazila. We were a team of seven, after numerous drop-outs at the last minute. The day was a bit chilly; winter really began to knock from that day. But the sun was out; so, the chilly weather couldn't make us shiver. <br /><br />The two-hour jurney wasn't boring at all, though the weekend early-morning wake-up did have some pressure of most. Some others actually missed the journey not waking up on time. Anyway, we were looking for some harvesting scenes from our windows; though we didn't get to see too many. We only hoped that we would get that once we reach Tora. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/uw36kaKY8ubIeoTlHyje9g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SwgjhIg3e6I/AAAAAAAAUqQ/GxolTrUQzTQ/s288/DSC_8106.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ToraManikganjNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Tora, Manikganj, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Fishing........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/kToV9_o1MxCDsJ6uNw4m0w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SwgjkFVRPCI/AAAAAAAAUqY/Mf_uXQrHTBE/s288/DSC_8118.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ToraManikganjNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Tora, Manikganj, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Follow the leader......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/zOUEJ8TNMMYud4n2snzFGw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SwgjmvNTt8I/AAAAAAAAUqc/NOAqLRr_wds/s288/DSC_8119.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ToraManikganjNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Tora, Manikganj, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The death of a mother......<br />its late November....... the River Kaliganga is almost dead........ the river is hardly of any substance as an important waterway for the local community...... it can easily be crossed on foot in many places..... huge shoals have choked the river....... its the death of a river....... the death of a mother........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/5Sayj4E-yXB56GmdaNnUFQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SwgjrqyFUZI/AAAAAAAAUqg/GQ2DzDAA-Vo/s288/DSC_8125.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ToraManikganjNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Tora, Manikganj, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The Kaliganga water-scape.....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/80cxbAlHqGstBxtNI8Zrqg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SwgjwsxHvNI/AAAAAAAAUqo/falW1kCcIRg/s288/DSC_8130.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ToraManikganjNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Tora, Manikganj, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Boat and shoals......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/dTG4N2MfO-uIgtc97or9Lw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Swgj1erC1RI/AAAAAAAAUqs/mEeGVq3yaek/s288/DSC_9569.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ToraManikganjNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Tora, Manikganj, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Sand-work..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/mtsnE_oXN2P71tK2se8kmQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Swgj_x-uR0I/AAAAAAAAUq4/xLx1hou2VVA/s288/DSC_8132.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ToraManikganjNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Tora, Manikganj, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Shadow of light.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Kl1RhjTQVSsNxc0TxX3bWA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SwgkC3_dRzI/AAAAAAAAUq8/KsJGGuMA65Q/s288/DSC_8134.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ToraManikganjNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Tora, Manikganj, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Once a river.......01<br />its a way alright...... but it was supposed to be a waterway, because it is the middle of the River Kaliganga........ there's hardly enough water in the river during the dry season to wet someone's feet...... trucks carrying sand make their own roads on sand..... the big boat resting on sand reminds us that this was once a river........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/RGVE4VqZeVaGAkroioWcRg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SwgkHX0_WgI/AAAAAAAAUrA/yiYE8RBvSgM/s288/DSC_8142.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ToraManikganjNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Tora, Manikganj, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Once a river.......02<br /><br /><br /><br />Tora came up soon enough. By around 10:45AM we were out of the bus. Tora bus stand is now a familiar place for a lot of photographers; and the Tora people also are familiar with photographers! So, it wasn't a problem making us at home there. We decided to enjoy the view from above the Tora Bridge first. The bridge gave a unique view of the surrounding river-scape. The Kaliganga River was as dry as you could imagine. This was a similar view that I experienced a year back. Huge shoals covered the largest part of the river. Some boats were trying hard to ply through the narrow waterways. Depth of water was so low in most places that people were actully crossing the river on foot! Some boats got stuck in the narrows and were being pushed by the crews in shallow water. This was a typical face of the Kaliganga during this time of the year. Trucks loaded with sand were criss-crossing the river-bank, creating their own roads. But there were some birds still flying around the place declaring the presence of Nature's beauty.<br /><br />We came down from the bridge and spent some time at the tea stall to plan for the next move. We had several options at our hand. Some locals mentioned that the we were not supposed to get a glimpse of harvesting there. So, we began to plan accordingly. Someone suggested that there was an old palace nearby where we could go to shoot something of archaelogical importance. But nobody could give authenticated information about the old palace. Right at that time, some people on the road told us that we could easily get a glimpse of harvesting if we walked or taken a rickshaw. Several people actually authenticated this. So, we dropped the idea of the old palace. In fact, much later, we got information about the palace that it was no more than an old house; hardly 50 year old!<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/fUKUix9yZlL4PQbUmFrkrw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Swgkb7n3gKI/AAAAAAAAUrM/pTwOKV0Jo7Y/s288/DSC_8154.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ToraManikganjNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Tora, Manikganj, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Harvest.........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/McA1ndUU04gzRKJCeFQYlw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Swgkq6u6zLI/AAAAAAAAUrQ/s7fpQ9kClL4/s288/DSC_8165.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ToraManikganjNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Tora, Manikganj, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Harvest.........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/78QdbmPbDrBltTP0Jnk23g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SwgkwyO9CZI/AAAAAAAAUrU/YT_CcbbRBjE/s288/DSC_8167.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ToraManikganjNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Tora, Manikganj, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A well-earned rest........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0pjv5uVPiLxg_9LWsDjKWA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Swgk3_oIozI/AAAAAAAAUrY/gZiZQMxltSM/s288/DSC_8169.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ToraManikganjNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Tora, Manikganj, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A well-earned rest........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/wLPJNHFn0E5mMQDqrjzicg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPbqnzeShus6md6Qcq4o1Ul_GIy3aUvct7QMbx_Ys6SUzVV-f1j8JkpVpAsN7PxKDzVQEN5v1jVuI212b8WRkVpyTeTwTQqk8VwP3Hs47Vr5N6awgmFqyMs9v3jV1J2ldNiJpQcjmOORs/s288/DSC_8175.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ToraManikganjNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Tora, Manikganj, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A well-earned rest........03<br /><br /><br />We took three rickshaws and quickly reached the field where harvesting was well on its way. It wasn't a field miles in length, but there was enough crop to help us take some reasonably good shots. The farmers and the owner of the farmland, all were very much appreciative and we didn't have any problem clicking. The harvesting farmers found our work interesting. They posed in front of our cameras and didn't seem to be offended. <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/QEwB4XOktvMhqytGzOv4LA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SwglFNcLG7I/AAAAAAAAUrg/rwq4zuriKbg/s288/DSC_9593.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ToraManikganjNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Tora, Manikganj, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Hard-working hands.........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/WLEOLcpVPYo_ZaUh3Q9OlQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SwglHF-2yaI/AAAAAAAAUrk/fkYtvQbNYsc/s288/DSC_9600.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ToraManikganjNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Tora, Manikganj, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Hard-working hands.........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/7K4MQWsqKKYWZMbR-AhfEg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SwglN7aZM-I/AAAAAAAAUro/yknrJcG4blY/s288/DSC_8187.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ToraManikganjNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Tora, Manikganj, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Harvest.........03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/c3iQKu_DpU856z7PR8FuMQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SwglTM0MlGI/AAAAAAAAUrs/rh65XvQXncM/s288/DSC_8204.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ToraManikganjNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Tora, Manikganj, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Harvest.........04<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/71P-fCIJIP_0lZfgMuQBaw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SwglY6SGcQI/AAAAAAAAUrw/Cvyk-kzKjGw/s288/DSC_8211.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ToraManikganjNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Tora, Manikganj, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Harvest.........05<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/5_dp-C8P-vhmAUMtzYepOQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Swgld0L1K1I/AAAAAAAAUr0/yRdx10ni5UA/s288/DSC_9615.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ToraManikganjNovember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Tora, Manikganj, November 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Harvest.........06<br /><br /><br />The golden paddy was a sight to see. Many birds, mainly mynas and black drongos, were flying around the harvesting farmers on the lookout for food. Part of the paddy had lied down on their own weight. The patterns created on the field with the harvested paddy were nice too. The farmers took some time to rest their hands, which gave us an opportunity to get them in a relaxed mood. We spent up to around 1:00PM shooting the harvests. The next decision was to reach the Tora Bridge and plan the next course of action. <br /><br />Once at the bridge, we got more confused about the next course. The authentication of the palace seemed quite weak. So, we decided to leave Tora, either for Dhaka or any other place. Right at that time, we met a woman who told us that we could go to the snake-charmer village at Savar! She took interest herself and persuaded us to think about it carefully. She even gave us her home phone number to get authentication. She told us that we could see some sort of fair at the village. And using her recommendation, we could do photography there. We phoned her children over there and decided to give it a go. It was already well into the afternoon; so, we decided to complete our lunch as soon as possible. <br /><br />We boarded a bus quickly and headed for Savar. By arounnd 3:30PM we were at Savar Bazar and had lunch there. We phoned that woman's family and got direction about finding their place. The place isn't too far from Savar Bazar actually. We took rickshaws and reached there within 15 minutes. We received pretty much a cold reception there. Everyone there was looking at us. We talked to the community leader and made our intentions clear. We instantly realised that this is one place for photojournalists. A unique place with unique subjects; but this is not a place to hop in and start clicking. We spent some time with the husband of the woman who invited us there. There was no fair at that time, and we simply couldn't bring our cameras out. The whole stay was a bit uncomfortable for us. We made sure that we kept the good relations offered to us. The man was extremely gentle and very much friendly. He wanted us to stay, but our sudden arrival didn't give us the mood that was needed to do some work there. After around half-an-hour's stay there we gave a cordial goodbye and left the place.<br /><br />At Savar Bazar, we were just too tired to look around, and the light was also fading. We decided to call it a day. But we continued to talk about the village, and thought of another trip there some time later with proper preparation. That would be one unique experience. <br /><br />It was a nice day's outing. We boarded the bus with a smiling face, contented heart, and a very tired body.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546108028283954440.post-74536078503462882142009-10-16T14:55:00.000+07:002009-10-16T14:57:40.027+07:00Hajiganj, Chandpur, September 2009<span style="font-weight:bold;">A Rural Durga Dashami</span><br /><br />Hajiganj, Chandpur, Bangladesh<br />28-29 September 2009<br /><br />Being my Nana-bari (my mother’s ancestral home), Hajiganj always had a special place in my heart. And being at a relatively short distance from Dhaka, it was one of the nice getaway places for our family. The last time I went to Hajiganj in <a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2008/02/hajiganj-chandpur-february-2008.html">February 2008</a>, it was for an occasion. But this time, it was more like spending a holiday, rather than attending an occasion. It was more a family outing than anything else. Yet, I managed to squeeze enough time to shoot a few photographs. <br /><br />The opportunity came in the form of Durga Puja, the largest festival for the Hindu community in this part of the world. The last day of Durga Puja, Bijoya Dashami, is usually a holiday. That gave us the chance to look for a quick breather. I had been to Bijoya Dashami celebrations <a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2008/10/bijoya-dashami-celebrations-dhaka.html">a year ago</a>. But that was in Dhaka. The celebration at Hajiganj is usually very very different. And getting the privilege to experience that diversity was really something.<br /><br />We left Dhaka in the afternoon of Sunday (27th September). The idea was to reach Hajiganj within the night, which would allow us to get a glimpse of the morning lights Monday. Monday was Bijoya Dashami; making the evening very important. We reached Hajiganj after a 4 and a half hours’ hectic road journey. Heavy traffic at Dhaka and its outskirts killed a lot of time. We were really tired once we reached Hajiganj. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Ao9IRdPAmQb65vysJpKYMw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuTW4ZjLuI/AAAAAAAAT-U/FV3SesSaylU/s288/DSC_6523.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The "Dhuup" warriors........01<br /><br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/80eTR1ehan9BHlZGLUc9JA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuTuseMERI/AAAAAAAAT-k/tQSKwfWFZVE/s288/DSC_6564.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The "Dhuup" warriors........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/XYx0GjD3vBW9FSv2VK8s5w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuTd8-zP1I/AAAAAAAAT-Y/Atba7RWWs-s/s288/DSC_6527.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The "Dhuup" warriors........03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_5fCHJXQj41bgHUFs36v4g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuTyqlm0wI/AAAAAAAAT-s/D14ikm8F13Y/s288/DSC_6600.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A "modern" Durga Puja........<br /><br /><br />Yet, there was enough spirit within us to make a visit at the Puja Mandap nearby by around midnight! There were two Mandaps; we visited both of them in turn. The smaller one was having an event with “Dhuup” dancers. Dancers were performing in the front of Durga with “Dhuup” in their hands. It was full of action and mystery. Next, we moved to the larger Mandap, where the biggest crowd gathered. There was a huge cultural show being held in front of the deity. The show looked more modern than anything related to tradition or even religion. But the amount of interest was more towards this “modern” show than the traditional “Dhuup” dancing. Anyway, we didn’t stay there too long, as the temperature of the place wasn’t really conducive to enjoyment. I had to appreciate the patience of the locals who simply ignored the unbearable temperature to get a glimpse of the event. We left the place by around 1:00AM to earn a badly needed rest.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/2KWxoQdFjtWQZJNja6o8IQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuT0IJZSHI/AAAAAAAAT-w/ykKGMxBcsM0/s288/DSC_8734.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Another morning under the curse of modernity.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/mRPyMsgHrSR20gAvWKFSaA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuT32Ob4PI/AAAAAAAAT-4/nz8rWEcclig/s288/DSC_6612.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Morning catch......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/FNJ70sjwvne_Mpc2QxnEcw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuT5TL1FII/AAAAAAAAT-8/PZqJqsag6z0/s288/DSC_6614.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Morning water-scape......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/8z6TP_So_pogKy4xkhHh3A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuT7UUBw9I/AAAAAAAAT_A/oooeLwl89J8/s288/DSC_8745.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Those little things in life.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/EM7tEYsouXzx-W1KSlCGMQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuT_xONnDI/AAAAAAAAT_I/RegNKeMDekQ/s288/DSC_6620.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />When do we realise that we've lost our green?<br /><br /><br />Even though I had the desire to get a glimpse of early morning, I couldn’t make it. I was late to wake up. But simply didn’t want to waste the morning light before it became too harsh. I went out to have a look at the surrounding village-scape. The village is named Balakhal. The place is dominated by the River Dakatia. The swirling Dakatia surrounds the village like a snake. And there are quite a few water bodies too in the vicinity that get fed by the river in some ways; at least in the rainy season. We went there in the Autumn (Sarath), but the water level was still pretty high at a lot of places. We had quite a bit of rain this Autumn and there was less distinguishable period between Autumn and the Rainy Season. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Ar-Yk4VlwI6dTpBvi0KCpw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuUEBD3v3I/AAAAAAAAT_Q/QWcYUBrAOGA/s288/DSC_8754.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Street fun........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/MfpTjrGVs3VASgMdL2nBDw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuUGK7rT9I/AAAAAAAAT_U/OS-bYdp4e7Y/s288/DSC_6637.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Gods within......01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/kpA1WhirGQub08KLCOnpyQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuUNEN2pNI/AAAAAAAAT_g/X8NWfAa6ANU/s288/DSC_6645.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Gods within......02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/UonMoUb4praLQBWpZGD3Jw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuUPc3xByI/AAAAAAAAT_k/JjVEDIh4YFw/s288/DSC_6651.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Edge of Dakatia..........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/FtoPsZYJlyXNR_rIWMgluQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuURtZ2wfI/AAAAAAAAT_o/BUGcJyk9FMs/s288/DSC_6654.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Gods within......03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/c88AcviuLuEsci4MZqqRxA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcEJAJq5FrBba7LUlToVOH26vJ2F58bGVOm4i7CqnpCm0TtbBRwbedVX5wJMPQrk1-kBb53w8K8YCfgeekY90m4W_PxmTfK0-52htqt3WEG6h8Vx5-5JAUz78rQOqZ6OC5du1IzfnkElI/s288/DSC_6660.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Edge of Dakatia..........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/F9jLroGgLbhUSX1c08c-Jw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjogi1XHD2YYWbGbB67JCx1t5XsDnLDEoh4q7C0fEp3n1AET7RVcmsSR9Ngj-wydRRuHGhm6VcZ4Dq__aJiOSnFuPhyphenhyphen_z3hJjDCPTvZzcq5o2OFQVjSl-kCajTs1HOF8e0o3wU3jMtT-_E/s288/DSC_6663.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Gods within......04<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/UpGKeNrSews2jDxdIbKmZg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuUjDAu0jI/AAAAAAAAT_8/8ILrAosB9WE/s288/DSC_6676.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Morning green........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Vo2zDJhkNqGcrZnLoti2HA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuUmNg-RNI/AAAAAAAAUAA/KJX-DCi5UyE/s288/DSC_6677.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Generations.......<br /><br /><br /><br />I roamed about the village, snapping some river-scape and some village moments. There was the added importance of Puja. And there was evidence of Puja in every village corner. And there was another Puja coming after Durga Puka in a few days, which made the place even more interesting. Laxmi Puja was already having its presence felt in the community, which had a substantial number of Hindu followers. It’s a very developed village I would have to say. Because of its proximity to the highway and availability of electricity, most of the modern-life facilities are available here, including cable TV. So, influence of those stuff have to be taken into account. Last night’s “modern” celebration was part of that changing culture. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/PX7un_HbTCYZ2R5SKfmYiQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuUqT_w46I/AAAAAAAAUAI/MXJmk_IlffA/s288/DSC_6685.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />With a touch of "modernity".......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/OOuRLRz_syy3AUsWJFd18g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuUs3QXwjI/AAAAAAAAUAM/xK8YXxjMNMQ/s288/DSC_6689.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />After a night of celebrations..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/WZJ4ThtEdw0lsFm6mJ2r8g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuUyFlKw9I/AAAAAAAAUAU/Pjthi4G0uFU/s288/DSC_6694.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />At the foot of the Durga.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/fOaRbYsqY7Yq4t3LII71uA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuU0yLIN0I/AAAAAAAAUAY/y-Y2RuDD5zQ/s288/DSC_6699.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />When all the others left........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/RivsAkAk2_SWKY37LSfP8Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuU25OJMdI/AAAAAAAAUAc/YWTgT6VdfTg/s288/DSC_6701.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Out of focus.......<br /><br /><br />Anyway, I went to the Mandap once again, expecting to see an empty audience after a nigh-long celebration. I could have a clear view of the deities before they would be sacrificed ceremonially. The stage was being cleared of the chairs and other instruments of modern celebration. It was a different mood altogether. I was glad that I went there that morning. Another bonus I had was that I was taken deep inside the village homes to show the other deity that occupied the place of the current Durga. They told me that they were to sacrifice that deity in around a week to replace it with another one. I even started thinking of joining that occasion as well. I came back from my morning stroll by around 10AM. The sun was already beating down. This Autumn the weather had been pretty much like summer!<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/WkGPiMO77F1xAm6lB49gUg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuU466WDUI/AAAAAAAAUAg/_u5Rz2wuLcs/s288/DSC_6748.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Had to stop the car on the way.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ORcEck965mka1aLbX9--Bw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuU63-j0QI/AAAAAAAAUAk/7OgxFTFxvXw/s288/DSC_6751.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The bend of the Dakatia.........<br /><br /><br />Our plan was to give a visit to Chandpur in the afternoon to get a glimpse of the mighty Meghna River. With that thing in mind, we started off by around 5:30PM. Less than an hour’s ride took us past the crowded Chandpur town, straight to the town-protection embankment on the Meghna. This is the edge of the land. There was water on three sides. The head of the embankment had the confluence of the Dakatia on the left and the mighty Meghna in front. The strongly-built embankment gave an idea about the ferocity of the rivers during the rainy season. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KiEU_IOnG4vpSr7m3-iWMw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSgHkyUnTMHpFS7pj4kuQpSKvs3536LeNGYrhpmGp5L-4E8J_fKrEzhD1_Kmq4DxaIld7XeQH4hEhu5JGXr14OkRRMsIbsIVpZXfjOx03VKnm51K4NiYdgo2w-TNzpioL-CrHaBH9Mm4M/s288/DSC_6753.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Preparing for the day-end.....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/c3mV7EGXIEmJzKq8mnJEqA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuVAF5-Q_I/AAAAAAAAUAw/CrB752zqOMw/s288/DSC_6761.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Tourist boats.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/k7LcOHvTgSBHa-3HJ0N_dQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuVFeyjpeI/AAAAAAAAUBA/cvkkNs7C6to/s288/DSC_8806.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />David and Goliath.........<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/iO_uEStt1LVX-hWp_HBU2g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuVGvdaVvI/AAAAAAAAUBE/ObfmL2UF_6o/s288/DSC_8811.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Autumn clouds.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/LGpx0tambETiE-ZAOAV72Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuVIUB0wkI/AAAAAAAAUBI/E1KP7B3k5CE/s288/DSC_6765.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Last lights........<br /><br /><br />It was a place for recreation. Almost too many people were there to spend the afternoon hours in an open space. Boats were waiting to take people on a ride in the river. It was business time for them. The sun was on a setting mood. But the Autumn skies had too much cloud to let the sun kiss the water’s edge. It went dark pretty quickly, leaving behind a dull sunset. Yet, the open air of the river made us feel fresh. We could go back with a fresh mind. We left the river bank by around 7:00PM. <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/TaYHtu8cyN-drQuaGfeMqQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuVRqbLUPI/AAAAAAAAUBc/_ZdYG4dbyjg/s288/DSC_6799.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The spark of devotion..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/iHA52uyZb-VsouiQ3sUKGg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuVZYJD6GI/AAAAAAAAUBs/2sFcHtsaKMY/s288/DSC_6828.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The "Dhuup" warriors........04<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cztahN4gap16wMdUMSUh-w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuVeG-5W8I/AAAAAAAAUB0/kGGtwTdH75s/s288/DSC_6838.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The "Dhuup" warriors........05<br /><br /><br />After going back to Hajiganj, I had to go through some family duties, which prevented me from going to the Puja Mandap to experience the special “Dhuup” event of Durga Dashami. I knew that it was supposed to start by around 8:00PM. But I couldn’t reach the Mandap before 9:15PM. The event was on in full swing. And I started to click through the thick cloud of mystery. But my enjoyment was short-lived, as I was called back from home to perform yet more family duties. I was there for less than half-an-hour. My heart almost broke. I decided not to go back again. But my wife persuaded me to make another trip to the Mandap. She could feel the agony that I was going through. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/un888R6nw24AlGFpFccDRg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuVfl2JOAI/AAAAAAAAUB4/CG_kZD_k3Gg/s288/DSC_6840.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The last moments..........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/tkPvieiuoNmzc3neuxpcEA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibHNi0m0Rbb2LN3Rs1U_wUPl4-MrcwNcRTmFGRcJYeW7pjZKXgtl-du8DQJBhq1gW2__LJr4IAMr0Dbd-PuG5H5DuJMY1Z8_2fBIPKPTl9YawZlR-pLmQM072gThEOn918j-8EQQZiaTM/s288/DSC_6844.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The last moments..........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/iYq5R0bXHfJlK8gKTdAYGg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuVjT9PAzI/AAAAAAAAUCA/Bfc6M6_9eHE/s288/DSC_6866.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The last moments..........03<br /><br /><br />I once again reached the Mandap by around 10:45PM. It was a huge occasion. Both the Mandaps were getting ready to sacrifice Durga. The smaller one took the lead. The number of people participating in the event was also smaller. There was some kind of a short quarrel as well, regarding some silly issue that I could hardly understand. But it was clear that it was between the two groups of the two deities. Anyway, I watched the sacrifice the smaller deity through thick crowds. The Durga was sacrificed into the huge water-tank just beside the stage. The whole event came to a close within a very short time. And it all went quiet within a moment. All the people then rushed to the other deity, which was to be sacrificed within a few minutes. Again, a huge rush ensued. And it was much bigger than the one around the smaller deity. But the quickness of the event was almost the same. The highly emotional event was finished even before I could feel their emotions. The deity was sacrificed very similarly in another huge watertank. The splash was followed by a bit of a water-play. A bunch of young chaps jumped into the tank and started to spray water on the onlookers. We quickly jumped back. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/JtvISIIdV3teY4etGNkTew?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuVlVreQbI/AAAAAAAAUCE/XJmwYji0lu4/s288/DSC_6874.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The run.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/uTu9U22uh6FH_Ekmt65Rbg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3TZKcbGCPyAIZoUVctlXZBzQUgwNPu4sHPZVGDbwwmMSthyeWSqvgGfsbRyEHWDXVkTy-G4Nu0W7eADtMLhytpKIEmHj86zkesE_VPcaB6F8QoPlC5nbF3uXqs9kDRsUfl6nnE07rktU/s288/DSC_6884.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The start........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/NdACtWrE65kk5sPcWWOmXw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuVpWgJoII/AAAAAAAAUCM/rDL1XornqSs/s288/DSC_6886.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The slip........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/PK6wkOmd346Qris0NhgI-g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuVrS5qjZI/AAAAAAAAUCQ/sNeDIWGJ6zI/s288/DSC_6898.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The escalation.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/sL1e0NHkKeL-e9m6umjVhQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuVut5dU9I/AAAAAAAAUCU/LNNo3PoV8MY/s288/DSC_6901.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The ecstasy........ <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/j8B2Is_SmBmnGPcj24oqVg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuVwclaGdI/AAAAAAAAUCY/A54A6Ozf2xQ/s288/DSC_8826.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The dance.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/76cOsj7-8ifpK2Pz-EZmEA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuV3TUmNNI/AAAAAAAAUCo/tzl1bbQH1kw/s288/DSC_8841.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The clay........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/XcWi8s-FPDtzHoVqFUmTgw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYfqXFDu0z46DnuBMAx2hJQLlzqxqQsWs6e2R3qaHPFxd3OmK6Pc_SRSwXWHrpwKD1URRgZoJTQ5nyJMW9lJml-o-9tVXwOdEA52smDtnTt8ifDG51k5UQb0XYpwGAKp2OCr5Lx264uXs/s288/DSC_8860.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The faces........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/hR4KTlaU7uEpBCJVPyK6Bg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuWG3DWG1I/AAAAAAAAUDI/7Q68H4sqJdU/s288/DSC_6927.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The stage........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/BKFTkbrLpv993gRytm160w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-3I0uXyHJauZiIRhNvXA1-bXjsLx35Ioxzqjc_KOztYKPv-ZoLnMrjkRnQT1n-qK0CWEGuijpONBU48W0QHdtWoqQLBmp69UQVODgE3858grUxHmm-7CI-iiLUWsbBSyTMx6NxXn22sA/s288/DSC_6934.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The spontaneity......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/pOxJ-jfVt_sbGRFuQxOSLw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuWPIgVvVI/AAAAAAAAUDY/aE6RgMIng74/s288/DSC_6940.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Ancient pleasure......<br /><br /><br /><br />It was just after 11:00PM. And this is when it all started to unfold. The young devotees started to run towards the stage where the deity was; they laid flat on the stage. It was the prelude to the most unexpected event of the night. A big bunch of 30-40 young chaps began to dance; a dance without boundaries; a dance of freedom. The participants of this event aged as low as 8-10 years. And they were joined by adults as well; some being over 40. It became the event of the night within a few moments. It did rain in the evening, and there was some mud about the place. But the place under the curtain was mostly dry. I have no idea how that mud was introduced. Before I could realize, the whole stage became as muddy as anyone could imagine. It was a struggle for balance; a struggle that everyone enjoyed like anything. It took no time to turn everyone into human clay. Their colorful clothes diminished into the universal colour of soil. They all became one! And this fun went on, as if they had gathered all the energy in the world to impress the gods! Whether it was sacrifice or not, their joyous emotions made the festival memorable; at least for me.<br /><br />I left the celebrations just before 11:30PM. My family was calling me once again. But this time I had no hard feelings going back. It was a night that I would remember with all the joy and excitement! <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ZPeISPU6mBusIYhL9u5AOg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuWT8IvgMI/AAAAAAAAUDk/VNPH7A5YuKk/s288/DSC_6946.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The dawn.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/tGYKt9Mv4WK5mbJJgFcYjw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SsuWWoAYZuI/AAAAAAAAUDo/zdxXHtgKPOk/s288/DSC_6953.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/HajiganjChandpurSeptember2009?feat=embedwebsite">Hajiganj & Chandpur, September 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The way home..........<br /><br /><br />It was almost the end of the tour for us. After a hasty sleep, we woke up early and packed for the return even before the sun could show itself properly. We had to cut through the weekday traffic at Dhaka in the morning. The return journey took around 3 and a half hours. It was hectic; but the pleasant results of the tour flew us through.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546108028283954440.post-91701752015515080412009-08-30T00:36:00.004+07:002009-08-30T01:21:23.731+07:00Chawk Bazar "Iftar-walk", August 200929 August 2009<br /><br />TTL did it again. Thanks again to Shudipto for organising this, and also thanks to so many participants for making this a success. <br /><br />Tt was such a warm day; and should I mention the massive traffic on the road? Yet, many of us did manage to reach Chawak Bazar in time to catch the busiest hours. The gathering place was at BUET (Bangladesh University of Engineering and Technology); not too far from the old part of the city. Our aim was Chawk Bazar, the place known for its Iftar Market during the month of Ramadan. Iftar is what conclusion of day-long fasting ritual. <br /><br />Iftar is a religious thing. But Iftar market? And Chawk Bazar? Its more like a tradition than anything else. The name of this Iftar market is known to most. Known because of its traditional items; items that make this market unique. Top of the list is the item called "Boro Baper Polay Khay" or literally translated "Eaten by Big Daddy's Son". However weird the name sounds, it is the top-most attraction of this market. <br /><br />I spent around an hour on the street, while others spent a bit more or less time depending on arrival. Reuters photographer Andrew Biraj was also there; though he wasn't really part of our mostly amateur group. <br /><br />The Iftar market is on a small piece of road clearing among the densely populated areas of Old Dhaka; adjacent to the southern boundary of Central Jail. Even though this is a small piece land, its important is always prime; and its regularly under the media coverage. We saw cameras and reporters from Ekushey TV there when we were about to return.<br /><br />It was a nice short photowalk there; covering one of the cultural pieces of Ramadan. We bought some items from the market and left for BUET campus once again. We had a pretty grand Iftar there together. It wasn't just a hunt for photos. It was a warm day and most of us were fasting. Being able to meet a lot of friends, and to share some light moments was worth the effort.<br /><br /><br />Here are some of the moments captured during the "Iftar-walk".<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/w_hJCeaIGoFQp4YW9vB9yA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SplGNF8QlnI/AAAAAAAAT2Y/FZOE5dscWGQ/s288/DSC_6085.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ChawkBazarIftarMarketDhakaAugust2009?feat=embedwebsite">Chawk Bazar Iftar Market, Dhaka, August 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Transactions........01<br />Hygiene has always been an issue here..... monetary transactions take priority over cleanliness!! <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/m73O7ysWFOdcqb8i1pym8g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SplGP6kdOdI/AAAAAAAAT2c/aALD4W48iiM/s288/DSC_6092.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ChawkBazarIftarMarketDhakaAugust2009?feat=embedwebsite">Chawk Bazar Iftar Market, Dhaka, August 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Transactions........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/kzq3eraR1HFnHJTkXk8JcQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizX1bEmKpRiNG4eeK55W6PnfaORWXCAGh0_1s1FPSp7rJTHY6Xl5-sc5GuN_1A4BUmWWry-IcouIk3Pk9jSoWk2laDvbTwpiNs-k8hvd3ywykCFlyPXwX-OU4VUUNqwiMqwfC5QcoZDFI/s288/DSC_6104.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ChawkBazarIftarMarketDhakaAugust2009?feat=embedwebsite">Chawk Bazar Iftar Market, Dhaka, August 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Transactions........03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/XxuN1VY9_v-3iub3dap_sg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SplGXhEvaaI/AAAAAAAAT2s/NDG4mjk1_u4/s288/DSC_6112.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ChawkBazarIftarMarketDhakaAugust2009?feat=embedwebsite">Chawk Bazar Iftar Market, Dhaka, August 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The calling.......01<br />Whats in a market without some hustle-bustle?..... the old man at the helm of the main attraction "Boro Baper Polay Khay" tries his best to make enough noise...... he has to make sure that his' is the central attraction of the market.....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/wPZH71BwM23sy8sNJxSGxA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SplGZxwKbbI/AAAAAAAAT2w/mFuoSFtew0Y/s288/DSC_6117.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ChawkBazarIftarMarketDhakaAugust2009?feat=embedwebsite">Chawk Bazar Iftar Market, Dhaka, August 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The display..........<br />Displays play a big role in the overall marketing...... making the items look succulent is a constant effort......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/4RZ9CEU1XMRtt_gQDGaQng?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SplGcJ70M9I/AAAAAAAAT20/j5Deczi9he0/s288/DSC_6120.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ChawkBazarIftarMarketDhakaAugust2009?feat=embedwebsite">Chawk Bazar Iftar Market, Dhaka, August 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The grab..........01<br />Iftar is never complete without the inclusion of dates...... this mainly Middle-eastern fruit has been traditionally associated with Islamic food, especially Iftar<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/oH1YfI7wkV3BVpZ-xvKy_Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SplGeWTvxRI/AAAAAAAAT24/6G2WCAlkwBI/s288/DSC_6129.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ChawkBazarIftarMarketDhakaAugust2009?feat=embedwebsite">Chawk Bazar Iftar Market, Dhaka, August 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The grab..........02<br />Sweets were in high demand....... <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/bXbuyo4P_Nxl9zQLS3qTEA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SplGjJs9Q9I/AAAAAAAAT3A/pK4PyyeC9FE/s288/DSC_6151.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ChawkBazarIftarMarketDhakaAugust2009?feat=embedwebsite">Chawk Bazar Iftar Market, Dhaka, August 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The scales.........<br />Keeping to the promise of right measurement has always been under debate...... this issue had appeared in a lot of verses to motivate Muslims to be fair..... <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/z9WhX2z7WYRp3Oa5w85VQQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SplGlRtVndI/AAAAAAAAT3E/nX8JSKcU-So/s288/DSC_6157.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ChawkBazarIftarMarketDhakaAugust2009?feat=embedwebsite">Chawk Bazar Iftar Market, Dhaka, August 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The calling.......02<br />"Shuti Kabab" is another traditional item being one of the centre-pieces of the Iftar market.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/nNSmfTcUoApSJGUiy5Djeg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SplGspoeo_I/AAAAAAAAT3M/3N8InBPhbH0/s288/DSC_6174.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/ChawkBazarIftarMarketDhakaAugust2009?feat=embedwebsite">Chawk Bazar Iftar Market, Dhaka, August 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The grab..........03<br />Of the sweets that are sold locally, perhaps the most popular is "Jilapi"..... Old Dhaka boasts with some of the most unique "Jilapi" items, including the really big ones on display here........Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546108028283954440.post-82023457375296124362009-07-30T14:33:00.005+07:002009-12-31T17:34:09.030+07:00Kuakata, July 2009<span style="font-weight:bold;">A Crying Landscape..........</span><br />On a Safari with TTL<br /><br />24-25 July 2009<br /><br />Four years in a row. I had been looking for this tour since <a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2008/07/kuakata-july-2008.html">my last visit</a>. I've witnessed a lot of change during those three visits to keep me interested for yet another tour. Most of the changes are not producing positive results though. But they do give an extra incentive to go there.<br /><br />"Through the Lens: Bangladesh" (TTL) group of Flickr decided to go for a safari once more during the rainy season. And this time, it was no other than my ever-familiar Kuakata. I had little doubt that I wanted to be a part of this; though, being part of the final team was in doubt until the last moment. My work kept me wondering until the last evening; and the final twist was provided by silly misunderstanding!<br /><br />23rd July was the day. An office day; and we wanted to leave Dhaka after finishing office. I confirmed my availability in the late afternoon; rushed home and started to get prepared. But then came the news; by around 8:20PM, when Kamal called and told me that they were waiting at the bus stand for me!! Now, I wonder how I assumed the departure to be at 10PM, instead of 8:30PM!! And that too, from Malibagh, instead of the usual Gabtoli! I almost gave up, until Shudipto came up with the last hope. He advised me to catch them at Uttara; until they were caught up in some Thursday night traffic. And thats exactly what I did. I boarded the bus at Khilkhet by around 10PM!! Ah, thats 10PM!! <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/RYg9EOhpdLQ7C6fSF4zsSA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCdrQRkS8I/AAAAAAAATak/Ze6SzwFKcTs/s288/DSC_4562.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Sleeping with the fishes........... On board Paturia Ferry<br /><br /><br /><br />The long journey thus started. We were damn tired; so, most of us were feeling drowsy until the first ferry at Paturia came up some time around 12:15AM. Everyone sprang up and went into action. Tushar Bhai and Akhlas Bhai were busy filling up their stomach; knowing very well that there's no other point on the way where we could get replenished. Others started exercising their photography a bit even though it was within the bare limitations of night light. By around 1AM, were were on the other side of the Padma, at Daulatdia Ghat. It was once again time to go into hibernation. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/IXXiEnC35b1CglPeq2rpFA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCd-Od2QvI/AAAAAAAATaw/7kadUwIIxHg/s288/DSC_4573.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Preparing late night meal?....... Lebukhali Ferry Ghat<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/YOx9Flkgq-aDbpg0GCmu5Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCeQbJ7J7I/AAAAAAAATa4/p7xhOkHB-Ow/s288/DSC_4581.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />In the warmth of peace.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/yj5tz9eY135AEZ-lpWAicw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCeWiXKHpI/AAAAAAAATa8/yZr9LQJ0Wzk/s288/DSC_4584.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Colour of dreams...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/DSnn0uiORi-i17q2VOkCew?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCeaMDp-HI/AAAAAAAATbA/0lfV4Bq9xTM/s288/DSC_4586.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />On the job........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/TYvJ1y_J1S1QNbl7ng-JDA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCebdVOZoI/AAAAAAAATbE/aNPwAG0LTEU/s288/DSC_4590.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />20 Taka per kg........ On board Lebukhali Ferry<br /><br /><br /><br />A three-hour road journey later, we once again sprang up; well, some of us, at least. It was the Lebukhali ferry near Barisal and it was around 4:00AM. Some of our hungry fellas couldn't help jumping into one of the street-side restaurants to fill up. I, along with a few others, on the other hand, went about filling parts of our camera disks. The delay at Lebukhali gave us this opportunity to observe the late night life at this far-away ferry ghat. We were on the other side of this short ferry journey by around 5AM. And we went into further hibernation. We did not do a lot during the next ferry at Dopdopia, at Barisal; just slept. <br /><br />But I did wake up before the next ferry at Khepupara. I remember this road from my previous journeys. At this time of the day and year, this road is usually quiet, rain-soaked and needless to say, beautiful. As was at the first rows of seats, I couldn't sleep after 6:00AM; just watched the road with a flicker of smile. Khepupara came up by around 6:30AM. <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/gG8Y3rNBKodSw4rGwbxueQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTbYE3WhkSPinRiLKE2kzfjZbZGtM2iDtfI1uQ-u8kv0NCBELzR1IOkC5StqwXgP-OGYdt6zlobKKji-E8kY_oXyz-pIRhz5Sj8523l8RQSmYQaG_h19hcKsG075XDvKXRKUEGm-zNWAw/s288/DSC_4599.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A goat morning........01..... Khepurara, early morning<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/f5rSoj6PLeXSWDV4h6jwYg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCej7kUibI/AAAAAAAATbY/gavGoVNvFLo/s288/DSC_4601.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A goat morning........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/82c5dRi-ivTysJDGwSHfNg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3E09PZ4QzPGKYT4XASlotptW1HnRlmEEfuuMAfOJrjfSIj3hRMwdfWCMXODYEhIM4NkHQlZvGriQWkCFdgxENGQ3MhUbG8DG7jcL339i4kdndVZkw2kNKXK8lltacIM7V2FOOhhCEtVg/s288/DSC_4607.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />On request flypast........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/YY9rla_Z-4Odh0yfhKlkzA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCe1rNX7OI/AAAAAAAATbs/0VA50SfQ_7k/s288/DSC_4613.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Peaceful dreams........<br /><br /><br /><br />Shudipto planned it in a way that we would be leaving our bus at Khepupara and board another one, which was to be reserved only for us. A group of 24 surely deserved a separate set of wheels! This time of the year most bus services don't want to go directly to Kuakata; Sakura being the exception. Some others are also there, but haven't tried them. Most buses go up to Khepupara and would force one to change bus. This usually costs time after a long journey of around seven hours! Anyway, a bit of delay ensued until we could board the bus once again and approach the ferry. The ferry was sleeping on the other bank and required no less than a lot of alarms of various kinds to hear us. We finally boarded the ferry by around 7:30AM, losing an hour in the process. This one hour, of course, gave us opportunity to document early morning life at Khepupara. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KF3Q6v0TSswvXYAsRWhHfQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7vrwJwMQXmqHeVKI_HxH3XDos7daG4pdV7JfBgDHKGlBaOsiriadzOSodETYgDrhXSZMJWdxWc7f7DluqgDfmYDxSiouKD5THLcEifVXdm8XQO0_BkwrOHNNZRH75n7c6lsLoL4VDKHo/s288/DSC_7795.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />On the bend.......... Hajipur<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/YmO3gwwWe9Kp9ZjRIlOh5Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCfXhuhyaI/AAAAAAAATcI/4dti1nNouLc/s288/DSC_7810.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The net-men.......... Alipur<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/fn-oT4mIX6XJGZxeQVpmUA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCfY8jXl9I/AAAAAAAATcM/c6tssrjzo3w/s288/DSC_7812.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The Armada......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/QxD4N9af1lcxnDdRyZ7HSw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCfb93qfXI/AAAAAAAATcQ/-Jk3lJDjcHs/s288/DSC_7813.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Colours of the fleet.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/9lGSoLm46Baq0BdXaYY2Qw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6BvjwQhodJ2L3OxrreoHr3GtxeyKALFzFiufp_emfFVSvObtBWR_NO5X6s94kq7b20oRJPPk1e-tah437TQDesDASYZusFPttySIEopN8Uj6W_aX4L205JAkUOxXLM4mUHNh3VYDiQQ4/s288/DSC_7825.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The admirals......<br /><br /><br />This last leg of the journey was the toughest one. This part of the road was a minefield, as I saw it during the last three years! This time, the road was bad too, but somehow, the sting seemed a little less than what I felt previously. Anyway, we crossed the Hajipur Ferry by around 8:20AM and Alipur Ferry by around 8:45AM. Bustling Alipur was the place of interest for everyone. This is the place all the fishing trawlers of Kuakata call home. This is fishing hub. <br /><br />We reached Kuakata by around 9:00AM. Golden Palace was the hotel for us. This is the first time I was staying at a place other than the Parjatan Motel. We had a nice view from our balcony, though you cannot call it a "sea-view". There was a fair amount of distance between the hotel and the beach. And there was the embankment, which protects the land during high tides.<br /><br />We freshened up and had our breakfast. It was a pretty nice with "khichuri"; damn hungry we were! We didn't take any time before deciding to go to the beach. The weather was less than ideal. We had a news of cautionary signal over the Bay of Bengal and the sky was indicating towards that. It was gloomy from the start and it didn't clear out at all by the time we went to the beach by after 10:00AM. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/WDWy_--YqiPdbX4zC89V8A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCfzW9rReI/AAAAAAAATco/juVxSYLwy6E/s288/DSC_4632.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Building their dream-house...... the houses near Kuakata beaches are being washed away by the sea on a regular basis..... their fate would be similar to that of these sand-houses......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/bvg8BFSCOkC9L3CqQ1Buiw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCf7VNqdqI/AAAAAAAATcs/kBYpmob6rGs/s288/DSC_4635.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />These battered structures were once the boundary walls of a rest house..... and now they are slowly giving up to the wills of Nature......<br /><br /><br />Our big group split up and roamed around the beach with their cameras. I began to calculate what were the things that changed since my last visit. I actually got scared seeing the amount of erosion! It was high tide at that time, but I could feel the amount of land the sea has devoured. This land only goes under water during high tide and just sits there under shallow water, causing problems for coastal vessels. Low tide reveals the vast stretches of flat land that once contained coconut orchards and fishing villages. A rest house was losing its boundary walls to the sea; waiting for the next high tide to devour the building proper. Another small cottage was also counting days on the sand.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/mYcfzcVhUTVqlronRf2Y1A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCfugwadvI/AAAAAAAATck/xKfP23JE_NQ/s288/DSC_4629.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Women are coming out in larger numbers........ they're now engaged in the easiest profession of Kuakata, catching shrimp fries......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/iK3vgF1YMGFvEsR9wcY91A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCgOM2kBqI/AAAAAAAATdE/7LTvu7ucwMw/s288/DSC_7842.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A procession of fry-catchers....... I've never seen that many fry-catchers together....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/O2dg0yGn2gTACCPsHcD0QQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCgaXSf7bI/AAAAAAAATdQ/-qOzAqjaZu0/s288/DSC_7862.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Young face of hardship........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/jv_EuqCGYKrmKUI_Sg72Jg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCgJFE3zQI/AAAAAAAATc4/Kp0TRnS1YJE/s288/DSC_4653.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Shaheen studies in grade two..... his father left the family and now the family of three children is run by his mother, who works at a nearby construction site...... Shaheen is the oldest of the three children and already feels the burden of the family......<br /><br /><br /><br />Another change that caught my attention was the vast number of people engaged in catching shrimp fries along the coast. The number of people engaged in this work definitely increased several fold during the last several years. I have never seen that many people on the beach catching fries. And there were a lot of women involved in this work as well. This is also something new. These people could be the victims of climate change. They've engaged themselves in the easiest profession and potentially endangering the long-term natural balance of this fragile ecosystem. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cs_noPsnybzlFOOr3WxoEQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCgizl_3cI/AAAAAAAATdY/qKHsqWl4YSo/s288/DSC_7892.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A dreamer in the making.........<br /><br /><br />Anyway, we couldn't do much before the heavens started to give warnings by around noon. We packed our bags, but waited on the beach for a possible clearing of the weather. Photographers shed their equipments and jumped into the sea. A lot of fun ensued. I did bring out the camera after the rain stayed out for a while. We stayed at the beach until around 1:00PM, when the rain really began to threaten everything. <br /><br />Really enjoyed the lunch with "rupchanda" (pomfret). After lunch, most people didn't want to be tied down by toil. They all went out so see the land. I was on the other hand, facing some trouble with my eyes for the last couple of days, which is why I decided to take a bit of rest. I had seen Kuakata three times in three years, which gave me the confidence to take rest during the time when the sun was supposed to be high, and photography conditions poor. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/4hx3760f_vuhdzwExdIwXg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCgu_d0K4I/AAAAAAAATdk/YVtHKr7EOPE/s288/DSC_4663.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Tools of the trade....... Fry-catcher's tools<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/uC288OE0aq09eUUelv7B9Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCg0M5N9PI/AAAAAAAATdo/Y3xFCedstRA/s288/DSC_4675.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Wheels to drive the present; wheels to drive the future......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/W1jpfTGZK4v_lnH3la7KsQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnChAWtA77I/AAAAAAAATdw/ihSXsrJIe_g/s288/DSC_4685.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Looking for a better day.......<br />Fishermen fishing in the shallow waters of Kuakata face stiff competition from other fishermen resorting to different methods of fishing...... Its tough reality......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/V1YqmkLDBbWRYlqNRJaFnQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnChI0-FoeI/AAAAAAAATd0/wFt2sxzagdg/s288/DSC_7968.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Crossing the colours......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/y5vj3DOXTRkmIFx7q2b9Rw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnChMhhlgUI/AAAAAAAATd4/gljXKqRfLq0/s288/DSC_7975.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Race.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/wZEv9L61i2RXjqSIQSDFIA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnChTkd1THI/AAAAAAAATeE/zmVpufhJles/s288/DSC_4697.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Colours of struggle.....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/h3ioNbDw7I8Gh202qXrQiA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnChU3ewTbI/AAAAAAAATeI/k5jApnWY2Cs/s288/DSC_8000.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Last light..........<br /><br /><br /><br />I went out in the late afternoon, around 6:30PM. The sky had cleared up and there was the prospect of a wonderful sunset. I roamed around the beach and met others there. The sunset was really spectacular, producing some truly wonderful natural colours. We stayed at the beach until around 8:00PM. We watched the typical beach activities and documented them. Things have not changed much as far as fishing at Kuakata was concerned though. Boats of wheels approaching the water's edge and then boats jumping over the waves, leaving the empty wheels on the beach. We also watched the boats come back in their usual way.<br /><br />Evening brought everyone to reality. We began to feel the toil of a night journey. I felt it less, since I had taken a well-earned rest in the afternoon. But the dinner was again a treat. A hard day somehow always provide a nice dinner. Electricity was a bit of trouble at Kuakata, which was expected, considering that the whole country was facing electricity shortage during the whole of summer. Dark evening produced a stunning sky, full of stars. Arif put up his tripod to capture a glimpse of the skies. We called it a day after 10PM, planning for an early morning ride to Gangamati, east of the main beach. <br /><br />We woke up by around 5:00AM, aiming to be at Gangamati before sunrise. Summer sunrises can only be seen from the eastern areas of Kuakata. Winter times provide the opportunity to see both sunrise and sunset from the same beach, if the weather is favourable. Anyway, we were on our bikes, speeding through the wet beaches. It was low tide. Only low tide allows bike ride across the beach. Fishermen going for early morning work stared at us; startled. We had quite a few bikes, which surprised the locals. <br /><br />It was a gloomy morning. Thick cloud cover kept the chances of seeing a good sunrise to the minimum. Yet, we were hopeful; hopeful of something good; at least, desperately hoping for no rain. We reached Gangamati in turn. But almost all of us made it there by around 6:15AM. The last time I went to Gangamati, I had to go between trees in the last part of the journey. But now, we sped through a flat empty beach. The beach has really transformed. Previously, it was a skill to ride a motorcycle here, because you had to drive over sand. Now, most of the beach is actually land claimed by the sea. This is soil, with a coating on sand. And this flat beach doesn't have that many channels that the beach used to have even a year back! So, its basically a cakewalk over the beach. We hardly had to reduce speed, whereas, during the previous visit to Gangamati, I had to demount from the motorcycle numerous times to be able to cross the channels.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/qTb_zpQqbXXa30BVPtnS7g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnChZSj6A2I/AAAAAAAATeU/rsfEPENwnaw/s288/DSC_4732.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A gloomy welcome...... Gangamati Canal in early morning<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/mxlGNfqvJ3BdcFRmnGL0UA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnChfZwmhgI/AAAAAAAATeo/-1dKtc8Ia8Y/s288/DSC_4739.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A shell-shocked landscape.......01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/WT66ycL7P-vZGWSd2TqbCQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnChcUYP_OI/AAAAAAAATeg/GxmCSyuJ55o/s288/DSC_4734.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A shell-shocked landscape.......02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/LhovtBSJ9bSf4UJtrDcJSA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnChg1_x_II/AAAAAAAATes/A56dPvpMabM/s288/DSC_4743.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />On the borderline of struggle with Nature.......<br /><br /><br />I could hardly believe what I was seeing. At first, it was difficult for me to realise that we've actually reached Gangamati! There was a huge cavity in the forest at Gangamati. The mouth of the canal extended way into the sea. Actually the head of the canal was now completely devoid of forest cover. Just a year back, I've seen this canal surrounded by mangrove trees. Now this is barren land, full of stems of dead trees. It looked like a war zone, ravaged by thousands of heavy artillery shells. It was a pitiful sight! <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/9EOZplFuJY27tEOr_GytqQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnChpemOFSI/AAAAAAAATfE/LCDuE9WCKpc/s288/DSC_8023.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Fry-catchers in the early morning.......01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ClmMd6C_bNlGYayOi5naHQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnChtL1qIOI/AAAAAAAATfM/EtwjUr9_vR4/s288/DSC_4757.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Fry-catchers in the early morning.......02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cHr1FnYvjr5hKV6IqTpbvw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnChvGiRqjI/AAAAAAAATfQ/v97reTyMxiM/s288/DSC_4761.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Fry-catchers in the early morning.......03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/S6S-nG6wTi4hc0PGrS1PaQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnChwBMJqwI/AAAAAAAATfU/Agb2uCKCRbs/s288/DSC_8039.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Fry-catchers in the early morning.......04<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/i0-0XuyC8-3M_70GKN3cJw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCheDB3TyI/AAAAAAAATek/iyRyatrJ0LA/s288/DSC_4738.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Fry-catchers in the early morning.......05<br />Sea-water is mixed with rain-water and salinity is reduced...... thats why, fry-catchers dig the sand to extract saline water, which would be used to store the fries until they are sold at Alipur........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/I9L0xbEtY4GWbmXGVaEMnQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnChxpEqsqI/AAAAAAAATfY/XVGaScwAww4/s288/DSC_4768.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Counting the last hours.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/q7Qd-yOsOFLKdnlk8TXpzA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnChzCBMtfI/AAAAAAAATfc/_fmCy3oy2CY/s288/DSC_4769.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A damage beyond repair......<br /><br /><br /><br />Cattle were grazing there and fry-catchers were at work at the canal. We spent some time documenting this destroyed landscape. I talked to some of the locals to find out how this all happened. After talking to the locals, I found out that this destruction was the result of systematic sea erosion. Cyclone Aila destroyed a lot of trees alright, but the regular high tide of the sea is not felt by people living in other parts of the country. This is a place, which lies hardly at sea level. A slight increase of tide devours a significant portion of the coastline. This is a the effect of sea level rise. The sea is eating up a land that was once populated by trees that were more than 40 year old. This means, the sea didn't touch this place for at least 40 years. This is a change of epic proportions. And this surely would leave a significant mark over this land in the coming days, and make the people realise only after they lose it all.<br /><br />We came back from Gangamati by around 8:00AM. The tide was still low. We came back to hotel and freshened up. After breakfast, most of us went out for yet another venture. I stayed back at the hotel with some others, waiting for a more appropriate time to shoot. For those who came to Kuakata for the first time, wasting time was not an option. I really appreciated the fact that they had all the energy in the world to discover a new place. <br /><br />We all had lunch together and planned to start the next venture when the sun began to lean towards the west. This time, not everyone was ready. A day-long venture had its mark on some faces. Others were as energetic for another outing.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/W6aRQ_EjXigtA8JPzkThkQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCh5CPSUzI/AAAAAAAATfo/9w-l3-1gsZ0/s288/DSC_4778.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Marks of cruelty of Nature.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/WLDwacbmQ0yhuw-Xyu_vkg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCiCYR9ajI/AAAAAAAATgA/H2LBWDMfbjk/s288/DSC_4795.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Lord of the Fries??........ <br />Mohammad Sobuj has been engaged in catching shrimp fries for the last three years....... but never before has he faced such stiff competing from so many people who have now engaged themselves in this trade......... Tk30 per 100 fries is sometimes good when he can catch 1000-5000 fries..... but there are days when he even gets nothing....... westerly wind brings in fries, on the other hand, easterly drives them away...... a day-long easterly wind may mean no income for the next day....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/rDJ3-tar_Q7WcmbIdzqNBw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCiEdt_EGI/AAAAAAAATgE/lgtqN_trRHI/s288/DSC_4801.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Last men standing..........<br />"we stand together on an empty beach, mourning the demise of our colleagues and counting the last hours of our lives"------- the last coconut trees of the sea-erosion-hit beaches of Kuakata<br /><br /><br /><br />We went out by around 4:10PM. This time, we wanted to explore the eastern part of the main beach. A lot of coconut trees were counting their last days here. The beach was littered by the remains of some freshly-downed coconut trees. I talked to a fry-catcher on the beach getting to know a bit more about the business. <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/H9pzodtpg92TQUmYAOiNrA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCiHP4ELcI/AAAAAAAATgM/SCtexJFFl38/s288/DSC_4816.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />In celebration of survival........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/znVnlHU_Q0A4H3HJyEXvSQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCiLMvV7OI/AAAAAAAATgU/PdUoq_bMJWY/s288/DSC_4822.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A futile attempt to stop Nature........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/oiOwXfSa_-eEcYau_e9EAQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCiNKhKmKI/AAAAAAAATgY/CX-ayyT7N7M/s288/DSC_4827.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A futile attempt to stop Nature........02<br /><br /><br />We boarded the motorcycles once again, and proceeded towards the western end of Kuakata. This place is right on the edge of the River Andharmanik, and called Lebu Bagan. The ride to Lebu Bagan was something that I was really looking forward to. Again wanted to see how much change has happened. On the way, there was a part of the embankment that was directly on the beach and was under direct threat from the waves. Last time I saw sand bags were being used to protect the embankment. Now there were concrete blocks being used. But nothing seemed strong enough against the indomitable force of Nature. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/fwUEevJ3SS0bk775EdnxyQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCiO4A2NvI/AAAAAAAATgc/S61kFzNKrQs/s288/DSC_4829.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Once a forest.......... Lebu Bagan<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/bpFCLn4q2Y5NwH0TOzz9gg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCiSmmjCJI/AAAAAAAATgk/-DIIuF7xOLk/s288/DSC_4833.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Mouth of the Andharmanik......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/mnkHpXg9FYY00BEIRF6cmQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNiyal6ckSU2o8M-DGaoCfCLuAvmnE5976QwRNzssUgQOIrRQ2Z4ElGiU3-Kk4WCLlOSXMr_H3k2LvcDixO_TCNI6Py24P5qf_VNm2eEkdSK3VOEVO0qhJS4hnHYJlgj94h-gTAn4H13A/s288/DSC_4830.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Battered patches of green........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/BE9lO-Jwcoy_DL_iF6jrKA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCiUCugKFI/AAAAAAAATgo/IJloKnARXjQ/s288/DSC_4834.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Witness to the once beauty.........<br /><br /><br />By around 5:15PM, we were at the end of our short journey. This was again a shock to me. The mangroves of Lebu Bagan had been mauled by the sea. Last time I couldn't reach the Andharmanik because of forests. Now, the beach was clear of the trees protecting the land. We reached land's end and stared at the eastern end of the Sundarbans on the other side of the river. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Z_EJfMr9vXa_qjI5VaAYYQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCiVyJ18NI/AAAAAAAATgs/O2CtnImdWpU/s288/DSC_8072.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Sparkling..........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/fVmPYK5pwTh2tfH43c3OVg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCiXQ-_2qI/AAAAAAAATgw/whycsVlTryk/s288/DSC_8075.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Sparkling..........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/gUGjucUiAcTkNfIhoEGPSw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCiadLgoxI/AAAAAAAATg4/gKaUKa1UN3k/s288/DSC_4836.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Fry-catcher of Lebu Bagan..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/9LUh8gTxWkImqrT2Y4_IuQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCibqpe2-I/AAAAAAAATg8/MTXaRYnanZQ/s288/DSC_8087.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Resident of Lebu Bagan........ Mud-skipper<br /><br /><br /><br />We found fry-catchers here too. Fishing boats and trawlers were crossing the mouth of the Andharmanik for the sea. Sparkling waters were flowing under puffy white clouds. It was a beautiful environ, but the trees didn't have the flair to complete the scene. Such a pity!<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/sjIu-t1ePxSdhjAJHmgqig?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUE-_kwsCkmA_YZYph_8S2gwbrOT4kFtfSS2Rq8QN5biCDuoYcAhXjXcuhjCyyUhyAwMuHdi6rJsZxEUEE2ewSrmcc7zkm_kXEJICDsPPR05Mk0FOhwIH22cq6tin-HM-EDtxm2js-Hxg/s288/DSC_4841.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />When life burns under the sun........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/eU7UK5cQmslpZ6NsTNFe3g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiruIMm_7-jpipiojFmYovJBiNYFeC269u-TgCqcwancdk8tgoyNLJgILIppuAxHMTbqftuak3FKj3sTC7MtPxEFDQp5hyphenhyphenPRT1FuxCTzO-_hzjDgFJGuAGyK_P0yQg5TdJwz1Sor2NyBBg/s288/DSC_4851.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Artist's canvas.........<br /><br /><br />We went backwards from Lebu Bagan by around 6:00PM. We had a tight schedule. Had to finish dinner by around 7:15 to start for Dhaka by around 8:00. In between, there was just enough time to shoot the sunset. We did maintain our time, but the sunset was a bit pale. We had a superb sunset the earlier evening, but that was to remain as the only nice sunset for the tour.<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/T9HL_KrkLRwxpS_6hmCS9g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCiisNtQ2I/AAAAAAAAThM/N2ThnrMP5_I/s288/DSC_4853.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />First love.........<br />Zahir is one of two children of his father, who was left out of the fishing community for some reason...... a fifth grade student, Zahir loves to play around the wheels even though his father no longer deals with them.....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0BH6vVw8btNJIMRRBnIIfQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCikW9gWTI/AAAAAAAAThQ/P0y2Jf3zaGo/s288/DSC_4859.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Anxious wait........<br />Faruque and Saif play on the wheels of Kuakata....... Faruque's father went to the sea on a boat a few hours back...... they're expected to make it back within a short while..... the weather seems good..... but you can never be certain about the weather in the sea in the rainy season........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/l6kI9m9UglgORRKSeRa8rg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCil70nzOI/AAAAAAAAThU/SKFPKgLAuwU/s288/DSC_4862.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Beach-house under threat.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/XtXQs_2UJuxOHGk2d9HL_g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SnCipSw61xI/AAAAAAAAThc/nRg8s9hsRjo/s288/DSC_4872.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KuakataJuly2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kuakata, July 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Goodbye to Kuakata until..........<br /><br /><br />We packed up and boarded the bus by 8:00PM. Sakura bus was the only genuine option for our return journey. Although we couldn't manage Sakura tickets on the outward journey, for inward journey there was no surprises. Although the journey was a really long one. A long queue at Daulatdia Ferry Ghat delayed our return. We couldn't reach Gabtoli before 7:15AM.<br /><br />Shudipto organised the tour very efficiently, even though this was his first at Kuakata. The tour members made the tour a very entertaining one. For most, it was the first tour there. I was one of the more experienced, with four visits. Tushar Bhai had six and Kamal had five visits there. But the tour was enjoyed by everyone, regardless of the number of visits. We had a great time and had been able to capture some precious moments.<br /><br />After seeing the pathetic scene at Gangamati, I thought this should be my last visit to Kuakata. But somehow, the visit to Lebu Bagan changed my view. I missed the surf of the Andharmanik this time. Even though I came prepared. Last time I wasn't prepared, but was able to see those huge waves. My be I would have to go for yet another visit there to catch that great phenomenon. Only time can tell.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546108028283954440.post-33647091401609099122009-06-07T19:05:00.007+06:002009-06-08T19:02:22.029+06:00Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009<strong>The Name of the River is Meghna</strong><br />A BP Photowalk to Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, Bangladesh<br />06 June 2009<br /><br />Its still summer. Right in the middle of it, in fact. The heat is tough; almost unbearable at times. There had been rain every now and then. But that rain doesn't cool off the environment for more than half a day. I can still remember my last tour to Mymensingh, where I could hardly extricate myself from the stove! <br /><br />Still, when there was an offer for a photowalk from Monir, I couldn't resist. It was a tough week for me and needed an outlet. The photowalk was actually quite late. It was supposed to be held a week earlier, being posted in the Bangladeshi Photographers (BP) group of Flickr, but somehow ended up postponed until the 6th. The distination was chosen as Baidyer Bazar (or Boidder Bazar) in Sonargaon Upazilla of Narayanganj District. The place in right on the River Meghna.<br /><br />Start time for the journey was chosen at 8:00AM from near Gulistan in Dhaka. But somehow, we ended up boarding the bus by around 8:55AM. The 13 member team couldn't reach Sonargaon intersection before 9:45AM. This is the place where one needs to get off in order to go to Sonargaon Museum and Panamnagar. We didn't do that though. We boarded several three-wheelers and proceeded towards Baidyer Bazar. The narrow road was paved and didn't really look all that rural. This part of the country is very densely populated and has most of the urban facilities, though they would be classified as rural in most definitions. This is something that can be termed as developed rural areas; not really semi-urban in real sense.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/W7fmz0v3pwmcXgiIZojoKQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SiwWRyU-T1I/AAAAAAAAOSE/5J8OOKGBto8/s288/DSC_3351.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Milestone.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/YKxaNkQJSzy7CJmsUXa_dA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SiwWV6VkV3I/AAAAAAAAOSI/l8dTQWnUYAA/s288/DSC_3352.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Silent noise..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/HH1W7k1sa8y_LmO6Y39i_g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SiwWXtfcfxI/AAAAAAAAOSM/hUTEUSuihYU/s288/DSC_3365.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Under those puffy clouds..........<br /><br /><br />Anyway, we reached Baidyer Bazar by around 10:10AM. Most of us couldn't manage a decent breakfast. So, we looked for food in the first place. We completed our breakfast at a local restaurant, with an open view of the River Meghna. White clouds rose over the big waterway, giving a great view. The restaurant was actually on the big embankment that protects the place from erosion in the rainy season. This high position was a great place to enjoy the river. Anyway, we completed our breakfast in a hurry and went out with our cameras. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/xPeNABDTDcciTNwl5Ok-xg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SiwWY6AofsI/AAAAAAAAOSQ/ifmS00ykCsM/s288/DSC_3366.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The scorching star........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/GRRc2VOeYVWqqlZ8-e3TPA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SiwWciQBYiI/AAAAAAAAOSY/ToTs2ExjDDk/s288/DSC_3417.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Building blocks of life........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/r29TAYuGfUoQzdVOCpoPRg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SiwWerfiYVI/AAAAAAAAOSc/l1XvBNiGZpk/s288/DSC_3421.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />In a sea of clouds........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/AV7cEEFdSPVx8ocLosje_w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SiwWf0a9NEI/AAAAAAAAOSg/l5iiAW6HCJ8/s288/DSC_3424.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Expressions........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/wv9ZWBVaGXMbJldUcgv49A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SiwWhM_bD5I/AAAAAAAAOSk/tOBujCjtK0Q/s288/DSC_3425.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Expressions........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/YZUpF89O6uJhZF6QRkG8Zw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SiwWij5V7LI/AAAAAAAAOSo/1i4UVnuFyW0/s288/DSC_3427.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Expressions........03<br /><br /><br /><br />It didn't take a minute to judge the harsh sunlight. Those clouds were fabulous for sure; but it was hardly possible to have a look at those. We had a hard time under the bare sun; but not for long. We moved into the village and got scattered. The village had shadows, yet it couldn't hide us from the severe humidity. It was sapping indeed. But we were received positively by everyone, especially children. They were more than willing to pose in front of our cameras. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/pHbcPfOGSK91OAETgqOFCw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNbqH6zzBtLTTFET2FGVeXyhxBEtpqw2NBjaxbFgv08Q5af0Uxo23sT6yLCGiU9Wq-_3Ke04fPE11s7DPz8hBwtSh4E80ZVABPBpA8XPjojuVyOuH8Avbzyfav_YCJUDArKENOPPhPF54/s288/DSC_3430.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />At peace with machines.......<br /><br /><br />It was a pretty densely populated village. I haven't seen such dense population in rural areas in other parts of the country. Houses were very close together and moving space among the houses was limited. We almost found ourselves in a maze of residential blocks. Eventually, when we came out of the houses, we emerged into an open road with tough prospects under the scorching sun. Some of us broke off and decided to wait it out in the shadows. Others look their chances and began to explore the villages. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/jX8BmSX-2z8MJf9nDjTN5Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SiwWrmWVSWI/AAAAAAAAOS0/VL0jbnMdwuU/s288/DSC_3442.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />We rested, but the Kingfishers were busy.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/0guLZc4fnJfpOwdzKrQVJg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SiwWuOCXSdI/AAAAAAAAOS4/LWwhInYrAsM/s288/DSC_3449.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A window of hope.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/AGGNFrHCZYxfiuvS9twq3A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SiwWvt_loOI/AAAAAAAAOS8/h8iV85DsLBc/s288/DSC_3458.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A sad face?<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/c7pCzhS8AGqfhAE7gsfUog?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SiwWw0YyyKI/AAAAAAAAOTA/b-cq2FfQ7nw/s288/DSC_3461.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Magpie Robin (Female).......<br /><br /><br /><br />We took refuge at a rural grocery and enjoyed the time with the village children. Their enthusiasm was overwhelming. Watching their faces on a camera LCD was almost like watching movie to them; the difference being, they were the stars! A small pod had a little surprise for us, as a couple of kingfishers displayed their fishing skills for a while. The kingfishers were not alone in the area. There were many other birds visible or can be heard around the place. It was great to see so many birds around such a densely-populated place. The light was very hard for good photography; so, shooting in the shadows was the only way open in front of us. The afternoon might have some better prospects. That hope kept us interested. We relaxed and had refreshments there until around 1:00PM, when we decided to move once more towards the river. We were hungry and also, thirsty; naturally. The village had one thing at least; we could put our hands on some cold soft drinks, which felt like gift from the heavens! <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/JmDnIbaeS4K3A9ts-yNEWw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SiwWxzHDjeI/AAAAAAAAOTE/a2mRoO1-_q0/s288/DSC_3475.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Of lights and shadows......<br /><br /><br />Once we reached the river, we sat at the same restaurant on the embankment where we had our breakfast. But we were disappointed to learn that the restaurant didn't serve all kinds of food. They dealt only with lighter food; for a heavy meal, you have to move to other places. We were channelled to the coastline, below the embankment. Here, there was a temporary market, which had different kinds of shops, including a portion dedicated to freshly caught fish. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/kz_InIJud-3u4D6PASQ9FA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SiwW2vXB8EI/AAAAAAAAOTI/xbeRT2PtHJo/s288/DSC_3481.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Its a playhouse..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/IgUVRHbUya_KgUL4rj7cQQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SiwW4GaHKRI/AAAAAAAAOTM/iKYYlMMUPqc/s288/DSC_3485.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Rest and Peace........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/SU1QJJiIRbRtC3ISqxl7sA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SiwW8AODA4I/AAAAAAAAOTU/ZYi1lSaRX1o/s288/DSC_3506.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Its tough life.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/g3l9ZFPnhwTrNcdyacA91g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SiwW9S6eZ7I/AAAAAAAAOTY/r68KMwOlzNc/s288/DSC_3513.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Some people are truly dependent on the mercy of others..... even for the smoke!!<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/-J71Nx8XGQ2Z0w-wnSz2Mw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SiwW-y28uQI/AAAAAAAAOTc/yey7FrkG6Yk/s288/DSC_3515.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />He used to be a fisherman once...... too old to be useful, he now spends time by the restaurants on the river....... he can't afford a meal, but somehow he can't forget smoking either.......<br /><br /><br />A temporary restaurant became our refuge for the time being. We had some food there and more cold drinks. We began to enjoy the line of boats under those puffy clouds. They were busy with their own day-to-day businesses. Some traded in fish; others were just ferrying people to and from the other bank. We could guess that their river ride under the scorching sun was definitely not the most pleasant. Those who were resting under the shades on top of the biggish boats, were in a better position. Some Brahminy Kites were circling overhead and regularly catching fish from the water; their wings spread against the white clouds added a more peaceful atmosphere to the resting boats. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/3Bh44c-8O8om2bK9sibYkg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SiwXBVf4OUI/AAAAAAAAOTg/f7yl3K1H-14/s288/DSC_3520.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Rest........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/TiEo24fS9NifzuHTuT_NrA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SiwXDM2XTFI/AAAAAAAAOTk/OEsY7UdwQkg/s288/DSC_3521.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Hidden........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/KqEZkAMvJtQzEaaTTkJVbQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SiwXEQBfQrI/AAAAAAAAOTo/y-e1R6i3K14/s288/DSC_3526.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Hoping against hope.......... the day was really hot.......<br /><br /><br /><br />In the early afternoon, we rendezvoused with our other team-mates. Now it became a wholesale photo hunt at the edge of the water! The locals were surprised, but they enjoyed it. After a while of photo shoot, the bigger portion of our friends enjoyed a great lunch with freshly-caught Hilsha. After lunch, most of our team-mates were too tired to continue. The sapping weather had the most of it. Three of us decided to wait for the light to go down a bit more, while others decided to call it a day. Most of our team-mates decided to move by around 4:00PM. We bade them goodbye and waited for the afternoon lights.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/63nvdvtcE7chgObUnG0kTw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SiwXGA94DNI/AAAAAAAAOTs/_TLvaNsUXus/s288/DSC_3539.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Personality........ a fish trader<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/gVVxzURJoYk4fPATkiceEg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SiwXHr7urAI/AAAAAAAAOTw/I_wdvuQxk28/s288/DSC_3547.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Its a tough journey across the river........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/CsNEYmbMkIYDh6vVC9Cbgg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5uvEomKZa6nK2s9YIjLikmb9o7NK3BCyJIOYGH-vzjscjIbY56Tdr1lZPGFOkr9g1cjgbzZJTEavR4UFoQNQD5sdd9mCsSKGtQV3mtcSfRCadAGI3NpYA3Jw5LDi6o4gwpOgjW7GBLp8/s288/DSC_3556.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Ray of light.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/0KgEAsAr0hDS55xFxQyamQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SiwXKDxH1_I/AAAAAAAAOT4/66OAMnoWfgc/s288/DSC_3558.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Heavenly play........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/K-sHNDszU1cSI0xeK0a7Qg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SiwXMpUyF9I/AAAAAAAAOUA/z_xrocjzxmA/s288/DSC_3572.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Gliding in freedom.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/hcRHB4aqQoKidfyL69ihew?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SiwXOH5odhI/AAAAAAAAOUE/TYyHp4_FGzw/s288/DSC_3596.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Cooling off.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/QA7AWUTbAGhJBilKVhNsMg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SiwXQ0xsWxI/AAAAAAAAOUM/wjlRe04bcwA/s288/DSC_3635.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/BaidyerBazarNarayanganjJune2009?feat=embedwebsite">Baidyer Bazar, Narayanganj, June 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Hoping for a catch......<br /><br /><br /><br />The next one hour passed by without too much drama. But it was at least not as sapping as the morning and early afternoon hours. Clouds gathered in the western sky and hid the sun. Some dramatic clouds played their way around the western skies. Fishermen began to show up along the river bank. They threw their nets from the small boats, searching for the living cash! Children began to enjoy the waters after a scorching day. Some adults joined them too. Their splash beckoned us!<br /><br />We moved off by around 5:15PM. We boarded a three-wheeler once more and proceeded towards Sonargaon intersection. From there, we boarded the bus for Dhaka. Though the journey to Dhaka wasn't that dramatic, we could realise the typical pain of traffic congestion when we reached the heart of the city. That reminded us of the things we left behind. <br /><br />It was a very hard day indeed. But we enjoyed it in the end; meeting friends; sharing ideas; sharing moments. Baidyer Bazar is a place with an identity. It has its uniqueness; its own beauty. Catching the beauty in the eye or in the camera, depends on the viewer. To me, the uniqueness of the place alone can get me there once again. I would love to see how the place looks like in the rainy season. I hope I wouldn't have to wait for long. But it all depends of drive and opportunity. Keeping my fingers crossed!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546108028283954440.post-81696498033121708232009-05-30T01:46:00.007+06:002009-05-30T11:15:41.761+06:00The Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009<span style="font-weight:bold;">Last Cry of a Legend</span><br />29 May 2009<br />33, Paridas Road, Dhaka, Bangladesh<br /><br />When my school friend Riel called me and proposed a photowalk, I couldn’t resist. It seemed too good an offer. Riel had access to this building through one of his friends, which gave us such a unique opportunity. All credit goes to Riel for arranging such a wonderful venture.<br /><br />The building located at 33 Paridas Road in the old parts of Dhaka was over a century old. According to the dwellers, who happen to be relatives of the current owners of the house, the building was around 170 years old. A building of this age isn’t that common in a tropical area like Bangladesh, where stones are not available for building construction. The building was constructed by an individual named Peari Das, who happened to be an important government official working at the municipality. He constructed a narrow road up to his house, and according to the then municipality rules, the short road was named after the constructor. There are many other roads in Old Dhaka with similar history. People who constructed buildings like these were wealthy people, holding important places in the society. Peari Das was no exception. The residents couldn’t mention the exact dates of construction. The building also doesn’t have an inscription. <br /><br />How did this building become so important to us? When Riel told me that the building was about to be demolished within a short time, I could realize the importance of it. We had to listed to the last cries of this legend. We organized the photowalk using “Through the Lens: Bangladesh” (TTL) group of Flickr. Shawon Da came from Sylhet along with a friend of his. Fakrul Bhai didn’t have to come from Sylhet, as he was already in Dhaka. Our TTL buddy Rezwan joined in, so did Saadi, a childhood friend of mine. Thanks goes to all of them to make this venture a successful one. <br /><br />We rendezvoused at Gulistan Circle by around 6:30AM and took rickshaw from there to reach Paridas Road. By around 7:05AM, we were there outside the building and we didn’t waste any time there watching. We straightaway unleashed our cameras and began to shoot. Riel had arranged permission beforehand and had some tough time convincing the owners that this venture was not going to harm them in any way. Anyway, we were really lucky to get the go-ahead from the owners. The owners don’t live there. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0KUzGujfuHv4xu2rMXp5pQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHn-6YJ2PFEZ-TL4cfCVpiZE0sDAg9MF8xCkz8aBfapP987Dzv6ySK0eg1QzjmC9ZH9OkJN8dj26ZgOToNJ1r-Ntv4VH1ItTftnRLJ7c9xRsMH-hqNbrMv_TSdF4oEttLzM0MPfB9qScI/s288/DSC_2971.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Its not a child's play anymore..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/dH2rgvqwsQiP474wV9h2mQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sh_708ow7XI/AAAAAAAAONY/LJdN6Zlpbig/s288/DSC_2973.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The fate is locked..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/F3H12QUnQfIIpP-vPc9T1g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sh_73kJ_4rI/AAAAAAAAONc/zCug283hXsk/s288/DSC_2975.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The western face...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/yUYTyjt7iB6i_gny2Xi2lQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sh_77AD5dbI/AAAAAAAAONg/sKToqRXjQMU/s288/DSC_2977.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Windows.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KJVgw5DUj-Gu8klbURvIZg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sh_7-9Y5-XI/AAAAAAAAONk/sch-cULxdG8/s288/DSC_2978.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Old, but stylish.......<br /><br /><br />The building was a west-faced one. The morning sun was behind the building. The front face was thus a bit gloomy. The front of the building showed off the grand pillars that resembled the days of the Zamindars. The two stories visible at the front had big balconies decorated with pillars. There were some trees surrounding the house, making it very difficult for us to get a clear shot of the whole building. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/6sWTQ2qfADr0MjzqA8eJXg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sh_8Kv90EVI/AAAAAAAAONw/CNbUOcHxl4I/s288/DSC_2983.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Morning shines..........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/SnzqaslgRNx1W6DszU6jow?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sh_8OEQHUiI/AAAAAAAAON0/7YKw-1JBm_I/s288/DSC_2988.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Morning shines..........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Z51wN8LAv2K2kXIRRMsJ3Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sh_8VbC2coI/AAAAAAAAON8/rJEpBNMCkm4/s288/DSC_2994.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Morning shines..........03<br /><br /><br />We spent some time shooting at the front, and then moved to the middle of the building after getting permission from the dwellers. The house had a wonderful courtyard in the middle. Morning light was peeping in to hit the western part of the courtyard. The western part was three stories high. That’s the part of the building where Peari Das lived hundred years ago. Some other members of his family lived in the eastern part. There were two kitchens for two types of food habits. One was for the vegetarians and the other one for non-vegetarians. This was related to Hindu culture of those days. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/2Hu44hyPqlHwc4YC_pyv-Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sh_8Zp6zdlI/AAAAAAAAOOA/bEHL5TZ5-Xo/s288/DSC_3001.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Top view.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/-sOK_6YuKKwEd3oZlCkEoQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sh_8cIGpy1I/AAAAAAAAOOE/cEL21gIA1Fk/s288/DSC_3003.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Morning shines..........04<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/eHpIrCHXDRKlKqLs7jdwyA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sh_8s8mWqKI/AAAAAAAAOOU/iL5tkzY59G4/s288/DSC_3031.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />In.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/OBYRs-Pmf1_GO3RKgEUyZw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sh_8oXh-N7I/AAAAAAAAOOQ/Tr-SoIA3DjE/s288/DSC_3023.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Out.........<br /><br /><br />We moved to the first floor quickly. This part was not in use for years. We had to maintain caution while moving around the floor. The first floor wasn’t as big as the ground floor. There were some open balconies there along with some rooms. We didn’t go into each room, but would’ve well appreciated that. We got some great view of the ground floor from above. <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Qzz9bAm1oKsPw4MS5rYHyg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sh_8zYm10rI/AAAAAAAAOOc/NiY-kQr6xtk/s288/DSC_3041.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Closed.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/LfbC6SBK_tDD-rnW3H1GnQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdmKIbE23Jrex_wAxuJAyt-JyF9g-s-8eq_gpclmgNLbqugQomai8_490N0_5anlmIu69EkJJQ3Hz36HTykTgVFRk7uqRxVPffuIWedIzbQ30rhrrAJQpHFmU0TWGQtvIKNipEM-RCqnw/s288/DSC_3044.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Of pillars and frames........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/8e39EGhH_EAv8FG3QoSbqQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sh_9EETljBI/AAAAAAAAOOw/lLSbQc_Q2nk/s288/DSC_3051.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Of pillars and designs.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Llii3j4rlzn_JpJ4Rfvcnw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sh_9Kp5VbtI/AAAAAAAAOO4/jrUTrqOGbKI/s288/DSC_3063.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Point of contact.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/qRkQMe4VwgWVrdV2PAKMKw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sh_9MTU1qBI/AAAAAAAAOO8/Te_k0sYU-gU/s288/DSC_3068.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Metal designs........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/5NVJA_vFtxzYb2Oh_6iSng?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sh_9OYVbF3I/AAAAAAAAOPA/QcXGoKVnuow/s288/DSC_3074.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Stairs and corridors...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/rIWbScSaC2MEJVBVP7YZeQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sh_9SS9_0eI/AAAAAAAAOPE/P0w3v4QrT4I/s288/DSC_3079.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Metal designs........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Pi-183ogWvQHRf1cFyZtwg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sh_9T6pTTFI/AAAAAAAAOPI/nu58dIML_XY/s288/DSC_3081.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Metal designs........03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/DOjJPZXbOt1v4V2dJ1VX2g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sh_9WBz3-RI/AAAAAAAAOPQ/cM5qVDNNpwo/s288/DSC_3082.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Metal designs........04<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/86iICMde1tK2JfjWmfgb1w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sh_9Xn5M6oI/AAAAAAAAOPU/G550xCCZ42c/s288/DSC_3083.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Metal designs........05<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/gmj_MeirFpkl3mjmgYqTxQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sh_9iXBNmvI/AAAAAAAAOPg/SYC18iZclOQ/s288/DSC_3087.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Stairs.........<br /><br /><br />Anyway, we moved around until we ended up on the western face of the house on the first floor. The grand pillars stood there like guardians. The floor wasn’t that strong in some parts of that big balcony, especially towards the stairs that led to the second floor. Riel repeatedly warned me not to spend time near those stairs. The stairs didn’t have any support below. The walls were also not giving full support. Some parts were being penetrated by overgrowth. <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/bSQWz0a-T7weaxn54nEzcA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sh_9lxGR7kI/AAAAAAAAOPk/JRt4g_PI4aQ/s288/DSC_3091.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />An untimely death..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/bAxQBRXgWR4bITMt9sm4EA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sh_9oND8M2I/AAAAAAAAOPo/1dkARjZhQqM/s288/DSC_3097.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Spotlight on silence........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/1DfRFZt26ftAqI6IqQSaGw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sh_9xrMqFvI/AAAAAAAAOP0/8B1PYT-oNMw/s288/DSC_3115.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Memories.........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/x4Id7nFa21I7IR2d6AKi1g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sh_90y8N6NI/AAAAAAAAOP4/S8wr63sWJ1c/s288/DSC_3116.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Memories.........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/jbOLhu_Yy71cDQ8XkZTVgw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sh_924dmO5I/AAAAAAAAOP8/42Xl1u-c3DM/s288/DSC_3117.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Light still comes in.......01<br /><br /><br />We moved to the second floor and got stunned. This was the floor that contained most amount of mystery. The floor was in complete ruins. One room was full of destroyed books, newspapers, furniture, and what not. We even discovered some old family pictures in the ruins. The second room was virtually empty, which led us to the big roof. We could now get an idea where the building stood. There were high-rises going up everywhere. No wonder that the owners took the opportunity to hand over the building to developers. There was already a signboard outside the building, showing off the particulars of the developers. The building was counting days. <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/LCtLlQC17c6IYR9gwQ89iQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sh_94UB8MgI/AAAAAAAAOQA/-REnbMDVBzw/s288/DSC_3126.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Light still comes in.......02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/z0ADJNcGv4_2HTEhgy2cJQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sh_9v6xum_I/AAAAAAAAOPw/D1o8FqJidkM/s288/DSC_3106.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/LegendOfPeariDasDhakaMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Legend of Peari Das, Dhaka, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The last cry.......<br /><br /><br />We could feel the heat in the open roof, even though it was hardly 8:15 in the morning. We spend some more time on the second floor, getting to feel the environ and also to find some more ideas. We came down to the ground floor, but couldn’t leave. Our host was just too generous to entertain us with a bit of breakfast. We finally left the building by around 9:00AM. <br /><br />We walked and tried to utilize the tour even more. We visited the legendary Beauty Boarding and was impressed by the old building beside it, which had an arch constructed under it, letting vehicles to travel under the building. The building was being used by the police. Anyway, we didn’t really spend much time over there. Shawon Da and Fakrul Bhai left the scene and they had some other engagement. The four of us hard breakfast at a local restaurant. After the meal, we found the weather a bit too harsh to continue the photowalk without any problem. It was hot and it was humid. We decided to call it a day. The adda was great, mind you. <br /><br />To summarize the tour, we had a great experience there among those old bricks. The designs, the textures, the feel of those damped-out walls would be in our mind for some time. It was actually hard to swallow that something as valuable was not in the protected list. We had to accept the inevitable with a heavy heart. I told Riel to keep an eye on the demolishing date. That might be a melancholy experience.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546108028283954440.post-58548833476596411442009-05-10T17:01:00.006+06:002009-05-16T08:46:59.662+06:00Mymensingh, May 2009<span style="font-weight:bold;">Following the Footsteps of the Shilpacharya</span><br /><br />Mymensingh, Bangladesh<br />08-09 May 2009<br /><br />I got wind of this from Mustafiz Bhai sometime in late April. He was planning to combine two efforts from two types of creative people in the same place. The place was no other than Mymensingh, the place of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zainul_Abedin">Shilpacharya Zainul Abedin</a>. They would visit the places that inspired the timeless works of the Shilpacharya. Some renowned artists would break free, and some photographers would capture moments in their frames. The idea instantly caught my attention. I decided to give it a go! The time was the 7th of May 2009, Thurday, evening; when we start for Mymensingh. A busy Friday and Saturday later we would be at Dhaka once more. But all on a sudden my luck turned towards the dark. I got official duty on the 9th, which made my going incomplete. I lost interest and began to think of some activity that would at least keep me busy on Friday morning. While I was thinking of the cheap alternative, my luck turned again late on Thusday afternoon, this time towards the brighter side. My official work was canceled and I was free. I called and I booked my place. Although I couldn’t become part of the team that left Dhaka on the night of the 7th, I could still be part of a smaller team that was going for a single-day return journey. I got tagged with Mustafiz Bhai and his small team. The artists and other photographers were already there at Mymensingh on Thursday night.<br /><br />We started off at around 6:30AM, after an odd, but severe transport problem forced Mustafiz Bhai to pick me from near my place. We lost half and hour because of this. My humble apologies were trying to hide my face in that sparsely-crowded vehicle; without any success though. Anyway, once we were on board Mustafiz Bhai’s 4x4, we needed no worry. He was flying through everything that come his way! Even before we could make it to Mymensingh, we could imagine that we would reach there before our expected time of arrival. And that’s what happened. We reached Mymensingh before 9:00AM; early enough to catch everyone at breakfast. We arrived at the Agricultural University campus in Mymensingh. We fetched the place where our other team members stayed the night. It was a nice dormitory. We found them at the breakfast table and didn’t think that we needed time before we could sit at the table; we were hungry like hell. <br /><br />Anyway, even from the morning hours, we could imagine the weather awaiting us; it was hot and humid. But it couldn’t deter us from starting off. As soon as we had our “khichuri” breakfast, we moved. Three vehicles carried us through the university campus. We crossed the Shilpacharya Zaidul Abedin Auditorium and couldn’t help take some snaps of the great sculpture “Bijoy ‘71”. Light was bad, yet we clicked. But we had to board our vehicles quickly because we have several places to visit within the day. We would be coming back to the campus; so, we would get more opportunity shooting the sculpture. This is one of the most organised university campuses I’ve seen in Bangladesh. A very well-designed campus that provides a real joy to any visitor. It was planned/designed by a renowned architect Paul Rudolph. This was my second visit to this campus. Last time I visited this place was <a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2008/03/mymensingh-agricultural-university.html">back in 2005</a>.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/CJAIuaUVThW4nQk5mGXeZg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeIKBaHwdI/AAAAAAAAOFg/cicdAfVRytg/s288/DSC_6896.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Radha Shundori School......... still declaring its existence......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/aQZovijAjILw5ZppMd3trw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeIhzyOGkI/AAAAAAAAOFw/uGnrFQLCBtw/s288/DSC_2097.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Doors that are always open..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/80HebmW4uzNNwA1b7om8_Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeI9GyyRbI/AAAAAAAAOF8/DMavPm4syDI/s288/DSC_2130.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />There's always hope at the end of the tunnel........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/DnNnWglm5RYFRx4PnKn4wg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWscBlZwFGWosPkxryBKtp9lwB_9WT-FU1hfvyxk7Vf1FWZzmhydTXDz3j4cD4rNbkbPblf6aqUUq_l5EYKw5lRQ_f_hQ9OG1WdwBePKhiCdpw3dkDaFui76KYrQdyzQmP1aDV3rAmCXI/s288/DSC_2147.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />They're now part of the structure.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/f4-qi9Y7wY77Ly24JdmPfw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeJtG94E5I/AAAAAAAAOGM/CzJOqT8Lh_A/s288/DSC_2149.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Peekaboo..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/wWJuSLFLDqtZGQmr7VGNtA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeJysBInXI/AAAAAAAAOGY/-IpGsFegbLA/s288/DSC_2152.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A hole that is big enough.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/FKbMS0d0AhU5jRjQHo5zAg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeJ1GEUdCI/AAAAAAAAOGc/1OW1JOgBwNM/s288/DSC_2153.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Spreading wings........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Q3PVLBO7HWGOgPXZTJVhRA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeJ63xVTAI/AAAAAAAAOGo/Mr-DsPNKUGU/s288/DSC_2161.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Divide and rule..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/omLkwyKejhbmGtAvSPGKBA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeJ87DTDtI/AAAAAAAAOGs/S3FCdzpcfcA/s288/DSC_2162.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A message...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/xeiJHWqgTjeSg80gZ0cm1g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeKBEvxBTI/AAAAAAAAOG0/giuYw5aYUyQ/s288/DSC_6909.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />You're part of Nature..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ZK5Jn5sbjaFiaa469EMHXA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTY4dXJFHgHAtqwABZMuiwQ9SDodxYoxlh6NVX0sOzHbxA3NXVPuYI8Eb3lns2qzEv4i7ATKJEPyGFl2wrg8-DC5BOFRUvKBI2B_J85Zx01nxnVlMkXr18OhSYV4AvDUAXpjnhy6DhCHs/s288/DSC_2167.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Empty hallways..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/V_5cdIk2TlZ6LRSnBfblZQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeKFmkW8wI/AAAAAAAAOG8/EDl1ghx4QJg/s288/DSC_2233.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A new hope emerges from the ruins..........<br /><br /><br />Out first target was Mrittunjoy School, the school where Zainul Abedin studied and developed his devotion to art. He studied here in the early 1920s and then moved to Kolkata to study art at the Government School of Art. His teachers at Mrittunjoy School encouraged him to go for further study in art. We arrived at the school just before 10:00AM. There was another school adjacent to Mrittunjoy School, which had some old ruins. We moved there and got perplexed by the state of the ruins. Established in 1927, Radha Shundori School’s original building was in absolute ruins and looked like shaky enough to come down with any kind of quake. We explored the ruined building in detail, amazed by the textures created by time. Our artist friends also went about their duty. Overgrowth of all kinds devoured all parts of the building and their roots created some natural pillars along the walls. There were cracks on the floors and holes in the walls. Graffiti adorned the ruinous walls in some places and carried the messages of some groups with specific aims. <br /><br />The ruinous building wasn’t alone though. There were other newer buildings within the compound, which were active and classes were regular in those buildings. This particular building stood almost like a museum. We went there on a holiday; the school was closed. But there were cultural classes going on there. Music and dance schools for children were open. These cultural classes were run privately by <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Udichi">Udichi</a>. We watched the students sing the national anthem and then they went about their usual practices. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/TxBDlvA34SEXN_vJSr-4vA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeKPoKHuHI/AAAAAAAAOHQ/gVkan_bHDg0/s288/DSC_2256.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />An artist's impression.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/W3UuwXQRSkLv-zx2wLPvWQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeKXetmXzI/AAAAAAAAOHc/3uGXIhltRQQ/s288/DSC_2277.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Some fields were waiting to be harvested..........<br /><br /><br /><br />We left the school by around 11:00 for Zainul Gallery by the Old Brahmaputra River. Once there, we found that there was some kind of program going on inside the gallery. So, we went straight for the river. The Brahmaputra was low to say the least. By around 11:45AM, we were crossing the river on boats. In fact, the other bank was not actually the other bank of the river at all. It was a huge shoal in the middle of the river. The shoal looked like almost a permanent one. There were people living there on the shoal. Paddy fields were in abundance there. It was the time for harvest. Some of the fields were already harvested. Others were showing off their golden colours, waiting to be harvested. <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/8TBS4vbVBkLFZuY5rHU1UA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeKZ77_LZI/AAAAAAAAOHg/S972Xfj4ZH0/s288/DSC_2285.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />There's a poet in all of us.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/VRQ7qfo-gd5t7YECcdVFwQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeKbthc_fI/AAAAAAAAOHk/eFf-J5rWjtE/s288/DSC_6952.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Playing at marbles..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/J2q4NvgmgoJwcXCQMyCIVw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeKeza7wfI/AAAAAAAAOHs/SffXhe0dwxA/s288/DSC_6964.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A small dispute............<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/hk68JKzlj6VS4DAY3h2iiQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeKifN_3WI/AAAAAAAAOH0/7O1ylGeRHd4/s288/DSC_6979.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />"And here I go........"<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Sxdg8pSrBQiuxpC8PqSqgg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipegWLGiB9MIVBfzTR6T1tF8r58kD2hQ6kw2SAVfEUgp8ZjcMEstQnV3t1snWUFaabNPkW31HjgvagJ2b3LZ8LV5wTu3zI6wS9JNKMSLEaMIffvcI6UfaVLOUFEpSs20OySpaMDmFrY7M/s288/DSC_6986.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Guarding the gates.......... <br />the marks on the earthen walls suggest that there's a newly-wed bride in this house...... these are her hand-prints, which are supposed to bring good luck........ a Hindu tradition..........<br /><br /><br /><br />The weather was extremely challenging for us. It was hot and extremely humid; drenching to be exact. We were struggling to keep ourselves fit. There was hardly any cover there in the shoal. Some of us found some houses and trees and tried to utilize the shades. We also very much enjoyed the cool water from the tube-wells. It seemed like from the heavens in that severe heat. Some children were playing under the shade with glass marbles. They reminded us of the olden times. Our Roman Bhai joined them for a bit of childish fun. By around 1:15PM, we decided to move. We crossed the river once more and tried to get some rest.<br /><br />We had a refreshing lime drink at the other bank. But we were surely exhausted. The exhaustion was on everyone’s face. We boarded our vehicles and started for the Udichi office, where we were supposed to have our lunch. The cool shade of the Udichi office was almost too much for us. As soon as we finished our lunch, we were down. We lay on the floor like dead. It took some effort to move us out. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/5AdIDxv4wV2ar-ZYbxY7-g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeKmWI7d3I/AAAAAAAAOH8/WLDAlBfnmAQ/s288/DSC_2292.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Inside the huge Shilpacharya Zainul Abedin Auditorium........<br /><br /><br />We thought a cooler place would be the Shilpacharya Zainul Abedin Auditorium inside the Agricultural University. So, we went there and sat inside the empty hall. It’s a pretty big auditorium as we discovered, and it was cool too. But it didn’t give us the comfort we were looking for. So, we moved off once more. We moved to the dormitory and found a comfortable place to relax there. We relaxed until the temperature became tolerable. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/hN5dE4YKO1Q5_YM1xDAHNg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeKoiwNbmI/AAAAAAAAOIA/NAx2b1ZI06I/s288/DSC_6990.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Colours of Summer..........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/MolreQGU8HX8ZOK75iEk8w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeKsaANddI/AAAAAAAAOII/Tel1b38OsJg/s288/DSC_7002.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Colours of Summer..........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KSGD2mgns0fYxR3NWAP1Kw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeKuFp5ujI/AAAAAAAAOIM/Kx_1xXwppLI/s288/DSC_7003.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Colours of Summer..........03<br /><br /><br /><br />We moved again by around 5:00PM. We walked and enjoyed the beauty of the nice campus. Big water-tanks were surrounded by lines of trees, leaving nice reflections on the water. We though we could come back there before sunset. Summer flowers adorned the roads and alleys everywhere. We proceeded towards the river. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/uTeTCVmhxhMIAUmVZqRJyA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeKyTQUF3I/AAAAAAAAOIU/UhXbDaQkT14/s288/DSC_7010.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Afternoon activities on the Old Brahmaputra.............<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/AWfSYcG9C8loMoNm7ZnKmw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeK25okpyI/AAAAAAAAOIY/3WouMN97wG4/s288/DSC_7019.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A refreshing dip......... it was a hot day indeed......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/4j2pOKUCUSqsSQ7bKNqPUw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkTFlZoLEYgoRzwu_pfNjfnnKtrU_mO_iX_3pT8U9zbMwIKMVjEuy_xo8MrbWwdJhs_eahoj4DWYQ54kz5Qvt_1iBlOEihjUF8jncXQXAFq47ePlPHkmT9uvRhhnrMIy4s-tcxUBfJIu8/s288/DSC_7041.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Sharmin.............01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/9iL9LfvQbb6tcgoGEajH5A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeK7r5W8iI/AAAAAAAAOIg/07xv0QLvxV0/s288/DSC_7034.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Sharmin.............02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/7kGO9GDFWiKO2HXgeNFOyw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeK_lYM3bI/AAAAAAAAOIk/PnXu9GpdjcM/s288/DSC_7037.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Sharmin.............03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/3SmHtd_8qnxbPo2JvMnTtA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeLFO7U8JI/AAAAAAAAOIw/OKcr4yANAP4/s288/DSC_7055.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Sharmin and friends..........<br /><br /><br /><br />The Old Brahmaputra seemed very calm and without a lot of activities. Only some boats were there in the river, mostly ferrying people to the other bank (the huge shoal) of the river. We found some children bathing in the water. They made us think like a child. It was hot and we were dreaming, if we could join them there in the water. But we cooled ourselves with some refreshing clicks. The children were more than happy to pose in front of our cameras. They showed us the smile that keeps them going. They aren’t the luckiest people on earth, but they sure know how to smile.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/QyMUOxYLulHH49NrEZ3I9Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeLITIzSLI/AAAAAAAAOI8/gesOFEYgmsk/s288/DSC_2300.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />"Bijoy '71"<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/aJfbmAGnGRQqs_BpNI1Veg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeLLbme0MI/AAAAAAAAOJE/QoCO2PQVkAk/s288/DSC_2302.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />"Bijoy '71"<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Q1TPxH9JGSEW-WVR9NZp2A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeLOTbg5rI/AAAAAAAAOJM/0oEt0VbiprA/s288/DSC_7063.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />"Bijoy '71"<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/AS1MSoCi5ch4-S9GDCRjag?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeLQBpo1kI/AAAAAAAAOJQ/tWX92ea_GyM/s288/DSC_7065.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />"Bijoy '71"<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/AZH4Sl3TUt3OtqZySjh-UA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeLRTM1oKI/AAAAAAAAOJU/cEu5beOO8B4/s288/DSC_7069.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />"Bijoy '71"<br /> <br /><br />We moved right after 6:00PM. The sun was down and the light began to fade. We went to the sculpture (Bijoy ’71) once again. We found the morning light too harsh, but this time, the evening light was just about perfect. We snapped a few until around 6:35PM.<br /><br />It was now time to pack. A group of us already left for Birisiri in Netrokona. I have a plan to give a visit there too, but not in this season. I plan to make it in autumn (sarath). The other group was planning to go back to Dhaka. I had a different plan altogether. I kept an option from the start. I wanted to see how much I could manage during the day. I knew I had already missed the morning lights. So, I thought if the day’s efforts didn’t give me enough, I would try to stay back for another morning’s light. The day’s efforts were just too hectic for me; and the light conditions also didn’t suit me that much. I decided to stay back.<br /><br />So, it was time to say goodbye. The team of artists took their way, while the photographers took theirs. It was a nice experience capturing the same frame in different canvas. This was a new experience for everyone. It was also the start of a new venture. People from different lines of creativity coming together to exercise their thoughts. Mustafiz Bhai gets a big thanks for bringing us on board. And he’s already started to think about the next venture. And I don’t want to miss that one too.<br /><br />Anyway, I went to the town and stayed the night at a Station Road hotel. I went to Station Road instead of staying at the university dormitory. This suited my morning venture more. Once I reached the hotel, I could discover how tired I was. After a refreshing shower and an average dinner, I fell flat on bed. I had a plan to wake up early. My target was the Shambhuganj Bridge. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Vxaz9Ln7gStqhSAOjmtXMQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeLUcF_FpI/AAAAAAAAOJc/kFpBaCbBzhQ/s288/DSC_2309.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A gloomy awakening...........<br /><br /><br />The morning broke off amid a cloudy sky. Within 6:00AM, I was at the bridge and found the sun quite high already, although the sun was basically behind the clouds. If I had any plans of shooting some landscape depicting sunrise, I had to dump that instantly. I could realize that I was late. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/p3clU3K6KgR1lsPnxKPunA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeLbBRkQUI/AAAAAAAAOJs/F4zNwPjFzVo/s288/DSC_2316.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The dried-out Brahmaputra could deceive you........ the embankment tells you what the river becomes in the rainy season.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/aYjm8Uwqze5ZPW7dLWWm7A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeLcgfBnUI/AAAAAAAAOJw/twUXDgL-YkE/s288/DSC_7074.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Morning silhouettes..........<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2009/05/mymensingh-netrokona-april-may-2009.html">Last time round</a> I found some fishermen on the river. They were fishing with nets on the shallow waters of the Brahmaputra. But I couldn’t find a single fisherman this time. I couldn’t find the reason behind this difference. Anyway, this time the river contained a bit more water than last time, as I observed. I was attracted by the huge embankment being constructed on the western bank of the river. I wanted to have a feel of the structures being built to counter the force of Nature.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vPT8ijK613cweawPzQf80Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeLgsDe1mI/AAAAAAAAOJ4/aOhHoJncYT8/s288/DSC_2325.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />"I've seen a lot of that"<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Bol6DMbxcf8IhxguSntgTw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz3l9lxa1tKotjQAVGRB00FPquJs7dmgwwgFdQdpwe8OqjKfWO5JMBRxqurj7uVqmDWfum5aNk3IromBoLIrfQe8L-VjcsfzF1fjPP1iSw4ProhwIJDyiMDOiByuIIexAutTkf8fO1jXg/s288/DSC_2327.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />That beast climbs so well.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Sv8WiG3RJBYQ6GGS-rswyg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeLnKX1ZnI/AAAAAAAAOKE/Tk7s5e5-54A/s288/DSC_2342.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Tag team.....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/L_OYiDik31XeTN2MHc1sww?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeLrNbOrYI/AAAAAAAAOKM/r_kcQ3cxgm8/s288/DSC_7077.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Riding the beast...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/JlXmUqiSPPRbNgpXisWGAA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeLtebbuRI/AAAAAAAAOKQ/I1huTMqphaY/s288/DSC_7089.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Eyewitness.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/fdNY7lxTNWGiJo1XY0PLIQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeLpC-sPmI/AAAAAAAAOKI/GYY3-KZTNho/s288/DSC_2343.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Hope............<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/3P1QAlPFzaJKk0_sQbynBg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SgeLx3q1gkI/AAAAAAAAOKY/KVAYKSV6-fE/s288/DSC_2355.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh, May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Hopes............<br /><br /><br /><br />As soon as I arrived on the western bank, some heavy construction machinery moved in. These monsters made great noise and went about their duties. A bulldozer was flattening soil on the embankment and in the process, began to slowly move towards the edge of the embankment. I thought the vehicle might drop off the top of the embankment. But I was amazed by the traction power of the monster. It literally moved over the slope of the embankment like a giant lizard. This was my first experience watching the power of such machines. Another earth mover moved in and started to move soil on the embankment. There were onlookers near the machines, eagerly watching the activities that might just give them a better security in the rainy season. The river may die in the dry season, but it will surely come back hard in the rainy season. The massive embankment and the high watermarks on the pillars of the bridge are the evidence of the river’s two faces. <br /><br />I stayed there on the embankment up to almost 7:00AM. I was planning to catch a morning bus; so that I could reach Dhaka before heavy traffic slower progress. I packed up and proceeded to Mashkanda bus stand. The return journey to Dhaka was of two-and-a-half hours. It wasn’t as tiring as it might have been if I was planning to return to Dhaka the night before. The other team reached Dhaka overnight on the wheels of Mustafiz Bhai. They said that he drove like a champion. I wonder how he could manage that after such a day. <br /><br />The tour was a mixed bag for me. But there were some new things that came in front of me and new ideas that made me think. Another tour is always another lesson; and always an inspiration for more tours. Mymensingh is fast becoming one of my set touring areas. Only time will tell.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546108028283954440.post-49356467825018537052009-05-03T20:13:00.004+06:002009-05-03T23:10:58.617+06:00Mymensingh & Netrokona, April-May 2009<span style="font-weight:bold;">Nothing Official About It</span><br /><br />An official tour to Mymensingh and Netrokona, Bangladesh<br />29 April - 02 May 2009<br /><br />It was basically an official tour to Netrokona. But somehow Mymensingh became part of the plan. Netrokona is a district town; yet, its not even close to what a big town in Bangladesh looks like. Netrokona is a small town if we compare with a town like Mymensingh. Not many businesses there at Netrokona and not a lot of people travel there on business purpose. This lack of commercial activities resulted in one thing - underdevelopment of infrastructure. Communication with Mymensingh is pretty good though. The 38km distance from Mymensingh usually takes 45-50 minutes on a "gate-lock" bus. And buses are available all throughout the day; one doesn't need to waste more than 15 minutes to get a bus. All these positives were overshadowed by the lack of staying facilities at Netrokona. There's hardly a residential hotel there for a decent night's stay. And one gets the real feel of the whole thing once he/she looks for a place to eat, as there aren't many there. This is actually a place where people go there either to stay or to come back within a day. Mymensingh, with its good hotel facilities, is less than an hour's ride from Netrokona, which partly contributed to this lack of development of the hospitality sector in Netrokona. <br /><br />I went to Mymensingh on the night of the 28th. I was forced to stay at Mymensingh even though my work demanded me to stay at Netrokona. I traveled between Mymensingh and Netrokona everyday for three days in a row. My first day's work (on the 29th April) took me to the bus stand beside Shambhuganj Bridge by around 8:00AM. This is a pretty busy road hub. Buses go to Haluaghat or to Kishoreganj or to Netrokona from this point. It was a pleasant journey to Netrokona even though the weather was a bit warm. Still, it was cooler than Dhaka and tolerable considering that April is the hottest month of the year. The view from the bus window was a great one. This part is what I enjoy most on my journeys. Endless paddy fields were showing their ripe faces. Some of the crops were already reaped; while others were in process or waiting to be reaped in the coming days. The fields gave a golden-greenish colour, declaring their near-maturity. Rice processing in the road-side homes was common. People were pretty busy the new harvest. This is the time of the Boro crop and time of joy for the farmers and their families.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/MGhKFchQGWca1zw3CtNINQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SfyBAIxe--I/AAAAAAAAN_0/LNQEA9twyt0/s288/DSC_1970.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghNetrokonaAprilMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh & Netrokona, April-May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Just another sunset...........<br />Satpai, Netrokona<br /><br /><br />Anyway, my work didn't give me any respite during the whole day. Was neck deep in it and only waited for the late afternoon to get a real glimpse of the smallish town. The sun was setting when I left my working area at Satpai, within the town. The rickshaw ride through the narrow roads was all that I could have. The road took me over the river named Nagra. The river was almost completely dry, but the strong embankments gave an idea about the river's ferocity in the rainy season. A lone krishnachura tree on the bank of the river was in full bloom and gave the whole area a different look. I targeted the area near Anandabazar Moor, where huge paddy-fields ended. I saw some farmers harvesting crop in the morning hours, but couldn't find anyone in the evening. I kept a plan to give that place a visit within the next couple of days. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/IqqI21wia6K5Sm7gkVTWGA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SfyBDJlyyZI/AAAAAAAAN_8/QGaYHQsCkhc/s288/DSC_6763.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghNetrokonaAprilMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh & Netrokona, April-May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The dried out Brahmaputra only had some dredgers floating....... navigability was at its minimum..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Z_GCxRMGcGikwHUyA0m1rQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SfyBGHXzrJI/AAAAAAAAOAM/eZlxzoEWN14/s288/DSC_6781.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghNetrokonaAprilMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh & Netrokona, April-May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Preparing for the evening prayers............<br />The Brahmaputra River, Mymensingh<br /><br /><br />I came back to Mymensingh by around 6:30PM. I couldn't help take a glimpse of the Brahmaputra River from the Shambhuganj Bridge. There was no light at all; the sun had set more than 45 minutes back. The river was dry; literally. Water level was low enough to allow a person to easily cross the river on foot. I stayed there at the bridge until light conditions became impossible.<br /><br />Day Two of my tour started in a similar way. The day's plans were a little different though. We planned to go to the Upazila town named Purbo Dhola. The place is around 45 minutes' tempo (a three wheeler two-stroke transport) ride from Netrokona. But this 45 minutes ride was extended by another half an hour because the tempo operators didn't want to start their vehicles until they were full (8 people rode on a vehicle). Getting 8 people in an odd time (around 9:15AM) was a bit more pain than what one can imagine. The ride was not the most pleasant, but we could take it. The road wasn't the most ideal, but it was paved in most cases. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/PsuxyR-8yj2jlrbYPQK27A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDSa-YGf_Nx1txczPj0wDUxsR5gwitLAyPmotHtqy3uPVwdKIhiSgCoMioGGtWvzb6ppSdsY8g-Ctslfnbo2Xy0gNDT09ueo7EjNM9XMUr4knK_oxscTJO2y2-BIL7roCFtk7pNlH64vQ/s288/DSC_6792.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghNetrokonaAprilMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh & Netrokona, April-May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The path you need to cross alone...........<br />Purbo Dhola, Netrokona<br /><br /><br />Purbo Dhola impressed me; honestly. It seemed like a pretty little place. Roads were simply beautiful with their tree canopy. Its a neat place and no area looked crammed. It also looked like a very planned town. The place had a pretty cool breeze going through those greenery. I instantly fell in love with the place. It was so unfortunate that I hardly had enough time to do some clicking there. How badly I missed the place.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/IfOi3rWItX1hxxrhdKB-KA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SfyBM-YYOdI/AAAAAAAAOAk/j-IfUCPdarE/s288/DSC_6805.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghNetrokonaAprilMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh & Netrokona, April-May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Lines..............<br />Purbo Dhola, Netrokona<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ROVdiomSWHN2CIOKlLOMUw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SfyBQLl2N2I/AAAAAAAAOAs/BOFB22FJFbc/s288/DSC_1984.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghNetrokonaAprilMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh & Netrokona, April-May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Going home..............<br />Tempo ride from Purbo Dhola to Netrokona<br /><br /><br />My work at Purbo Dhola ended by around 4:00PM. We rushed. The tempo ride once more. I brought out my camera, but clicked only a few. I liked the glowing afternoon sun on the surroundings. By around 5:00PM, we were back to Netrokona. I planned my next course of action. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/r3NGtLY-fJlAw3r5Dd2WOQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SfyBS0W9FFI/AAAAAAAAOA0/v_NTli5QfY8/s288/DSC_6811.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghNetrokonaAprilMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh & Netrokona, April-May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Following the harvest............<br />Anandabazar Moor, Netrokona<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/qCkPTIc6_Ja93bshwPQfbA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SfyBZhfs2uI/AAAAAAAAOBM/3RVzdKZOvJA/s288/DSC_6834.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghNetrokonaAprilMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh & Netrokona, April-May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Conflict of ideas.........<br />Netrokona Bus Stand<br /><br /><br />I went to Anandabazar Moor to get a glimpse of the paddy fields. I was disappointed once I reached there. The harvesting farmers were no longer there. And the light was fading under some threatening clouds. I moved. I reached Mymensingh by around 6:30PM.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/z1haWF_ciASd9B69j_FJRQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SfyBbmMDd1I/AAAAAAAAOBU/Wetn3tmoMGA/s288/DSC_1992.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghNetrokonaAprilMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh & Netrokona, April-May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A dormant Brahmaputra.........<br /><br /><br />The dried-out Brahmaputra again caught my attention. I stayed there on the bridge for a while and enjoyed the light breeze before coming back to my hotel room.<br /><br />The third morning started with a problem. It was May Day and all the buses stopped playing. Thousands of labourers were on the street with red banners. It was a big occasion for them, but seemed like a nightmare for me. I waited until 2:00PM, before I could find the road network re-established. I went to Netrokona and hard to finish my work in a real hurry. I came back to Mymensingh by around 8:00PM.<br /><br />I was planning to walk on the roads for a while with my camera, but had to abort that because of the threatening weather. It seemed almost certain to rain. And it did rain once I reached the hotel. The night saw some rocking storm (kaal baishakhi) and drenching rain. It rained well into the night. <br /><br />My office work was over, and I planned to leave Mymensingh early in the morning. So, the fourth morning was a relaxed one. Yet, I wanted to make the most of the fourth morning. I woke up by around 5:30 and started for Shambhuganj Bridge. The sky was extremely gloomy; rain was in the air. I still took position at the bridge by around 5:45AM. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Ya6auVI8P7Wxc30S1Us7Ag?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SfyBg8PSkgI/AAAAAAAAOBs/9V5EN9fnVQ8/s288/DSC_6849.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghNetrokonaAprilMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh & Netrokona, April-May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Fisherman taking station on the Brahmaputra..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/hFmLwdS-kAfeM3eILToeeA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SfyBibq_jzI/AAAAAAAAOB0/FK9fv3pOpUI/s288/DSC_6856.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghNetrokonaAprilMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh & Netrokona, April-May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The net-men.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_ooY6uRNi44CR0GQqJCNoA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SfyBqHJ30XI/AAAAAAAAOCU/oEJ-MUAvFwg/s288/DSC_2000.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghNetrokonaAprilMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh & Netrokona, April-May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Surfing with the net.........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/9NwHXWDI6H5-UTinIgwoGQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SfyBrbJSX0I/AAAAAAAAOCc/2ptJoWYKiVo/s288/DSC_2001.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghNetrokonaAprilMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh & Netrokona, April-May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Surfing with the net.........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/NMT9fM-CrK5BrCiuhbBvIA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SfyBuHs9CeI/AAAAAAAAOCs/IIOKUrIRwRI/s288/DSC_2006.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghNetrokonaAprilMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh & Netrokona, April-May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Surfing with the net.........03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/GDyhz2g3Vh1agFl9ArEo8A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SfyBxTlvGTI/AAAAAAAAODA/GfQYg-8hFjA/s288/DSC_2011.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghNetrokonaAprilMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh & Netrokona, April-May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Surfing with the net.........04<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Xw3m2txRz3DEV-Z5ewvGhA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SfyBv8_zRJI/AAAAAAAAOC4/VUc7yOne53E/s288/DSC_6891.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghNetrokonaAprilMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh & Netrokona, April-May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Surfing with the net.........05<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/LoLgMbwNaetRDvY06hwk4Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SfyB0T2LmZI/AAAAAAAAODQ/8ftmXWvpqo8/s288/DSC_2021.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/MymensinghNetrokonaAprilMay2009?feat=embedwebsite">Mymensingh & Netrokona, April-May 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A somewhat revamped Brahmaputra after night's downpour......... one could still cross the river on foot........<br /><br />At least, there was more water in the river than two days before. The overnight rain gave at least something back to the river, though not too much. Before long, I could see fishermen starting their work in those shallow waters. They were throwing their nets at short intervals and gradually moving upstream. I went on shooting until about 6:35PM, when raindrops started to hit my cameras. I rushed to my hotel room and prepared to leave.<br /><br />I left my hotel room amid a drizzle, but made my rickshaw journey to Mashkanda Bus Stand through drenching rain. Roads went under water pretty soon. I was at least able to reach the bus stand. My bus started off by around 8:25AM. It took around two-and-a-half hours to reach Dhaka.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546108028283954440.post-14320049147270393162009-04-16T14:47:00.008+06:002009-04-19T16:32:09.295+06:00Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009<strong>TTL Extreme Adventure to Bandarban</strong><br /><br />09-11 April 2009<br />Bandarban, Bangladesh<br /><br />There are many places within Bangladesh that are in my dreamlist. And there are some that remain outside that list. Some of those places are in Bandarban. As I thought that I can never make it to those places, I simply kept them out of my dreams. But how wrong I was making that list so early. I thought I was too unfit to access those those places. Never even thought that things may change.<br /><br />When the hyperactive Flickr group "Through the Lens: Bangladesh" (TTL) decided to go up to Boga Lake, I was thrilled; and I was a bit shaken as well. What I knew from my readings is that the place requires hours of trekking through some really tough hilly areas. I knew that I wasn't up to that. Probably I wasn't receiving the latest updates from the region, which kept me within those thoughts. When I finally got proof from the tour plan devised by our ultra-efficient planner Shudipto, I was bought over. Wheels were there after all! At least, during the dry seasons, vehicles cross those hills to reach Boga Lake. That was the crucial information I lacked and quite foolishly, kept the place out of my dream-list. My last two visits to Bandarban were in <a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2008/06/bandarban-coxs-bazaar-july-2006.html">2006</a> and in <a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2007/11/end-of-day.html">2007</a>. Those trips were not as rewarding; though I'm sure I've had some amazing views. <br /><br />9th April was supposed to be a holiday (Buddha Purnima). All on a sudden, it was known that calendar makers have made a horrific mistake this year. The holiday was actually scheduled for May 09th, not April 09th. By the time this mistake was known, we had already booked our places. So, we had to manage a leave on the 9th. And 9th was supposed to be a full moon night. So, things progressed pretty quick. <br /><br />We boarded our bus from Kamalapur, Dhaka. It was around 10:50PM on the 8th, when we began to roll. We occupied most of the bus; not just being a majority. All in all, 27 souls showed up; a last-minute drop of 6 and a last-minute surprise inclusion of Tahmind. It was a whole night's journey, so, we had to conserve energy. The night journey was tiring, yet, most of us tried to enjoy the journey. We even had a late night meal at Comilla during the break. But after that, it was mostly rest. <br /><br />We woke up at the first light. We had already crossed Chittagong, even though it can be considered that we were late by at least an hour. The toil of the night travel was washed away by the views that were presented in front of us. Its the month of April and the summer is in full swing. But the sun was still struggling to cut through the thick curtain of mist. Mist hung under the glowing sun and tried to cover everything that tried to show its feet. Trees were covered in thick foggy quilt, but they were just able to show off their top branches under the sun. It was magical! It wasn't really possible to shoot such scenes from a moving bus; we let our eyes capture them. There can hardly be a better good morning present! <br /><br />We reached Parjatan Complex just outside Bandarban town by around 7:00AM. We freshened up, had our breakfast and got busy. Two vehicles came up; rugged, open-topped trucks. They're locally called "chader gari" (meaning "vehicle of the moon"). But these were some of the better of those vehicles; Toyota Land Cruiser and Mahindra Jeep; quite tough actually. We squeezed into them along with our huge pile of bags. We learned that those vehicles are used to carrying 35-40 people! Then how come we had a hard time getting in? They told us that unlike us, the locals are tough cookies; they're small in size and can squeeze into any place. And we were burdened by our massize bags! Anyway, the journey began by around 9:20AM and we were on our way to Nilgiri Hill. On the way, we were supposed to stop at Shailaprapat and at Chimbuk Hill. We didn't have any plan to stop at Milonchhori though.<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/5TStz46nEipaJg4h5bXgnA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeEVxO8PNI/AAAAAAAANgk/CEgb-jtcd0o/s288/DSC_0555.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The journey begins..............<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/fbhTqNGPMfoOhgw274xZ1w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeEhWtWQgI/AAAAAAAANgs/7vnQOOPEoi8/s288/DSC_0556.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Life is tough in this part of the world....... a tribal woman carrying water from the stream named Shailaprapat.....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/Pgy9VLXZ_XDTkWgAvm29ug?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeE0UYpEWI/AAAAAAAANg8/qG2_SNR-Yng/s288/DSC_5970.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />There are times for light work as well....... and if you need company, sometimes thats available too........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/3E-rypMCMWW_THdYTqj-7A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeFAYykI4I/AAAAAAAANhE/n7-tBrlbP-w/s288/DSC_0560.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />We're just like dots on Nature..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/RNnZVcigujM26rjImQwVbQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeFpO68N9I/AAAAAAAANhk/7JQFNYML7PA/s288/DSC_5975.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Nature's purity..........<br />Shailaprapat hardly had any water....... some of the water was stagnant; creating heaven for various insects..... <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/u6AcceOf-NMxKNGveTZzzA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeFvakBCwI/AAAAAAAANhs/cn2sDs8ON48/s288/DSC_5983.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Nature's rule.........<br /><br /><br /><br />We reached Shailaprapat by around 9:15AM. It was harsh light. April heat was beating down on us. The stream was all but out of water. A few locals were bathing in it and collecting water from it, but the flow was too narrow to even categorise it as a stream! It was dry season. We roamed around and tried to capture whatever we could. It wasn't that rewarding a stopover though. I can still contrast with my visit there in <a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2008/06/bandarban-coxs-bazaar-july-2006.html">2006</a>, when I found flowing water surrounded by greenery. We moved off by around 10:00AM. <br /><br />The journey to Chimbuk wasn't as dramatic as it was when I went there for the first time. The ride more like a roller-coaster than the office floor. The surroundings were barren, lacking the beautiful green that I've seen during the rainy seasons. There were signs of burn everywhere. At that time, we were not sure whether those burns were the result of intentional forest fire of not. We found the same marks on top of Chimbuk as well.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/nH80YDksaUe56ylZQJA9WQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeF3NDESEI/AAAAAAAANh0/a9PHVak-qkY/s288/DSC_0578.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Chimbuk was pretty much barren......... this leafless tree tries to give that exact message...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/CgtIp1t6M5ndIHgLAZWq-g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeGX30Mg_I/AAAAAAAANiU/xILmCO8m2zc/s288/DSC_0602.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />In the name of religion.......... <br />Yet another donation box........ this time on top of Chimbuk Hill........<br /><br /><br /><br />We reached the top of Chimbuk Hill by around 10:45AM. It was burning hot and as barren as anything. The top of Chimbuk took the colour of charcoal. The bushes were all burned down. It looked like a sad story; we were not really pushing ourselves to stay there for long. This is in contrast with the visit to Chimbuk in <a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2007/11/end-of-day.html">2007</a>. That time, it was June, right in the middle of the rainy season. I could see green everywhere. Now, its utter barrenness everywhere. We boarded our vehicles again by around 11:30AM. Destination Nilgiri. <br /><br />Nilgiri lies some distance away from Chimbuk. It was a longish ride. Nilgiri and Chimbuk both lie on the road to Thanchi. A road divider before Chimbuk separates the main road into two. We were on the one that went right, towards Thanchi; the one on the left went to Ruma. By the way, the ride to Nilgiri wasn't as smooth. The road was quite dusty in places and a bit rough most of the way, though paved or bricked. The road takes us way up in places and takes us through the highest road in Bangladesh, named "Route 69". <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/zpGAMSY3zWL2VRXS8w4VfQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeHOEwHH0I/AAAAAAAANjE/rg5UqA8fSdc/s288/DSC_0623.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Nilgiri, where heaven meets the earth.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/Tv-l2jNcmZyLvUQWq2d5SQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig5TPNGvvx3f-2gHM5p47lmJhMPgJwgQVAFztBgJ3Hjtz2CkJIBoxg2Ew8c7WXer3fYrBsWabmC4s8PCvfEhUjyEgs9nWZ29v85CInTedbdjk884FPGxXcNJMtDr0Zaep2lNlahBBjrqk/s288/DSC_0632.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Steps...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/xmMRCITVMB3ShWQVEID1AA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeHz4EoWUI/AAAAAAAANjs/IdbXdjZqUhg/s288/DSC_0660.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The bend..........<br /><br /><br />We reached Nilgiri by around 12:15PM. We were tired like hell, yet we were amazed by the view it provided. Shudipto had to organise us to send us to our quarters. The view was too captivating, keeping us engaged for some time. We reached our quarters and got amazed once more! These quarters are just too luxurious to be at a place like this! We were over 1,500ft above sea level, but the kind of luxury that was awaiting us simply took us by storm! I was part of the group that was assigned the most luxurious of the quarters. It had wooden floors and walls; and massive glass panes to give a wonderful panoramic view. The only problem we faced was water. This was the dry season and there was not local source of water. The nearest source of water was the river Sangu, which was too far for any practical purpose. Water had to be carried by trucks from Bandarban, which lies more than 40km away through extremely rough hilly terrain. One trip with water costs as much as Tk 8,000. We supported conservation. This poor situation gets solved when there's rain. There are ways to capture rain-water. The place also has electric generators and solar energy. So, the night is usually lit. Though the light goes off after 9:30PM. You have to pay for each hour of electricity after 9:30PM. We paid for two extra hours to charge our batteries. We had a long journey coming; so, we needed a full tank. The place still requires authorization from the Army authorities to go there. Shudipto organized everything and we didn’t feel a thing. <br /><br />We completed our lunch at the big hall-room by around 2:00PM. The room had an enviable panoramic view. Glass widows kept the wind out, but let all the lights in the world. We had a great lunch, not just because we had a great view, we were also hungry like hell! <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/MUpPQJuelGK7TBsekpWasQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeIUosVQYI/AAAAAAAANkU/P11jWSf_GAM/s288/DSC_0680.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Paint my horizon.........<br />We saw this wonderful landscape on the way down from Nilgiri......... please have a look at the images below to compare the situation less than two hours later......<br /><br /><br />After lunch, the rest was short. But we enjoyed a great tea session on the open balcony of the dining hall. The view justified everything. We just wished the tea cup was bigger. By now, we were itching to go off with our cameras. We learned of a tribal village of Mro tribe nearby; that became our target. We moved even though the sun was still beating down. By around 3:20PM, we walked down the road and had a feel about what would happen to us when we would have to climb on our way back. Some of us went back not being able to keep up. We enjoyed some great landscapes on the way down until we bumped into a signboard that gave info about the Mro (also known as Murong or Mru) village. Kafru Para is 1,515ft above sea level and has a population of 350. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/u5uER7otKLXFNQnd8v5n1A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeIxdYhNtI/AAAAAAAANk0/gJl79DxkNsg/s288/DSC_6027.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Village guards..........<br />These children were playing at the entrance of the Mro village........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/DVfB4Ic_guQoYg4pIL1egg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgFwBBEU8LrasRKQzaw-_YT1pXJV_KQdfct317HCJjFqy6PwtX4Ej0EsvZ9AS7zmtSTOIwOme59921fvIKk2q6A6Jto_R-AQXxjJRWuto3OdRJ6F__SSPwlFpDaf1K5W1KJ9EcrPMyFvQ/s288/DSC_6058.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Peeping through the window.........<br />Such pictures of peeping through the window is very common in tribal villages...... this was one of the many that I took that day in the Mro village.....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/GL3g5VOs9XpmKTyC0SL9QQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeJqbcdNbI/AAAAAAAANlk/aTOAiNDG59g/s288/DSC_6108.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Harvest..........<br />The young Mro girl processing rice............<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/xgCg8SnrGZAwvYPXHdbyTQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeJ81fz3II/AAAAAAAANl0/VUwsEFJJbrs/s288/DSC_0687.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The Mro at work.............01<br />This is a matriarcal society........ women are the heads of the family and they make most of the decisions....... and needless to say, they're extremely hard-working.....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/WtE5nSQSfwJSiOLVvjrb_g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeKRvdaRoI/AAAAAAAANmE/Ukaj82-0j1c/s288/DSC_0727.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The Mro at work.............02<br />They learn their trade quite early..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/_CUbqctODA8RZ-3jhZVKag?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeKoSfQNdI/AAAAAAAANmU/d-QKqqbm_K4/s288/DSC_0748.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The Mro at work.............03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/GX4x617sLC1qW6ax06KXwA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaHS1l4p6agaPnowJtGh2okAXUHlvmShKhrLmJ3wsdBM6dN99ApJndiAldprU3lqIl8Do33qTEhoILPp2xYRbhbOCi1Camr8F9pZgde3g17u3AD4aAIIG-xDYcwi5_d9hMJIxE2eABBn0/s288/DSC_6112.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Faces and expressions..........<br />These girls playing a kind of pick-a-boo with us.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/ftZTWKWH-c98gKdjCpsLvg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeKvYRkMuI/AAAAAAAANmc/gRKKDjC8rzc/s288/DSC_6156.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Absent minded...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/nYlQ-Ax8tDsa6w-Fe4WwSw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeKdLxzAUI/AAAAAAAANmM/y0vKvKCWCVQ/s288/DSC_6137.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Affection..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/QfpHJaBMoDp8ZyMtPz-1zg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeLDv0FzxI/AAAAAAAANms/NmfEdMklrAk/s288/DSC_6184.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Mro beauty...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/MpsHRtw5HE6RmDASaP8m-w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeLMKjnM-I/AAAAAAAANm0/QKdFsfWT5-0/s288/DSC_0784.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Mro life...........<br /><br /><br />We stayed at the entrance to the village for a while, looking for a helping hand; someone who can guide us through; someone who can help us melt the ice. We took help from one of the farmers walking past us. He took us to the village and there we go. We got real help from a young woman who was well educated and worked for a local NGO. She understood our purpose and was a real help. We went around the village shooting with her help. It sure wouldn't have happened without her help. We documented the unique lifestyle of the Mro people. We shot them working both in and outside their homes. They wondered about our frantic efforts with the cameras. They asked many questions, but again, our new female guide saved us. They wondered why we needed that many photos, and too bad, we didn't have a satisfactory answer.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/tPODot70Vph7MpILIdGFyw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeL58jdO-I/AAAAAAAANng/oKIDXfHvdi0/s288/DSC_6217.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Burning Nature.........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/dDQhQPeoLEGORVkAtNLlXw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeMBnJVt5I/AAAAAAAANno/kIdx-5QCrPs/s288/DSC_0809.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Burning Nature.........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/9jIy575WndbwC9sZrtJ_nQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeMHUMtWLI/AAAAAAAANnw/ExCozu2wY1M/s288/DSC_0812.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Burning Nature.........03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/3t8Jz3zNKgokxU6xK0UKmw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeMkMc0dUI/AAAAAAAANoQ/cxrm9gPLCu8/s288/DSC_0824.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Burning Nature.........04<br /><br /><br /><br />We also hoped to get a glimpse of the sunset; so, we rushed once more. By around 5:00PM, we were on our way up. This time we could feel the heat. Climbing was really having its toll on us. But we endured. On the way back, we witnessed a sad event. The very landscape that we captured on our way down, was now burning. Its been barely one-and-a-half hour. How much can happen within such a short time. The whole place was under smoke. Bushes were on fire and we could hardly keep our eyes open. I couldn't help take some snaps even though they made me sad. It seemed like a normal event to the locals. These lands were being cleared away for farming. Economic needs overpowered the need for saving the environment. My body was tired because of the climbing; but my mind was tired seeing these injustice.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/7KuqAkcYai5DhaiF-WDRMA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeM6uj0VuI/AAAAAAAANow/S3EGhp_Y7Lo/s288/DSC_0844.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A pale sunset on top of Nilgiri.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/Mhho7yP4QjeZQJwW-Lnkig?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeNGwd-qJI/AAAAAAAANpA/s4I5EdZqce0/s288/DSC_0846.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The bend once more..............<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/Pc1TyL_cIFqJpu6ytje10g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeNSH61SMI/AAAAAAAANpQ/BwZSOs4r4zc/s288/DSC_0854.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Night is burning...........<br /><br /><br />By around 5:30PM, I was back to the top of Nilgiri along with some others. The sun was slowly going down on the western sky. But it looked bland and didn't present the best sunset I have ever seen. Yet, I tried to capture some moments in the fading light. After around 6:00PM, it was too dark to shoot without tripod. By around 6:40PM, I was able to see the red flames rising from the bushes way below. The fire continued to wage and continued to burn down the precious little forest we have. Such a pity.<br /><br />The night was a beauty on top of Nilgiri. The full moon rose up and shone with all its beauty. Someone shouted that they could see clouds. And there we ran. I at first thought it was fog. Then soon enough, I could realise the irony of it. Lights on top Nilgiri made the clouds visible in the dark. The clouds were racing past and making us wet. We could see our shadows in the fast-moving cloud procession. Tried with a bit of video, but there's always something that you simply can't describe with photos. The video failed to show anything, although our didn't want to miss that extraordinary gift of Nature. Nilgiri Resort's residents said that usually clouds are seen better during the morning hours in this season; and if someone wants to see real clouds, he/she should come during the rainy season, when there's hardly anything seen other than clouds.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/FwLaUO5NNZfp-E9d30cksw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeNV0DqaoI/AAAAAAAANpY/wxe7VXJZC-A/s288/DSC_0861.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A moonlit night on top of Nilgiri...........<br /><br /><br /><br />By around 8:00PM, we could see the hills under moonlight. So, it was time to experiment a bit with our cameras. We tried to capture a bit of that beauty of the moonlit night. It was difficult actually, with the force of the moon, it was not that easy to bring other things to the fore. Still, it was worth the try. For a while we could see some clouds flying past the hills on the east, but they faded away soon enough and didn't feature in our photography efforts. <br /><br />Anyway, we finished our luxurious dinner (in this place, anything other than local food is absolute luxury) and tried to catch some sleep. Some of were not willing to go down that easily. They spent the night awake. Others like me, were too tired to keep eyes open, so went to sleep with the aim of waking up early enough to see dawn. There wasn't as much problem with mosquitoes as we thought. But we took precautions as usual.<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/nPVeIg-GEncVp0-Cn5bzow?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeNyADV7EI/AAAAAAAANpo/UccTkPErkLg/s288/DSC_0870.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Good morning from Nilgiri.............<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/K9JN_X3swHh6QcKGYH2ihQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeOLUXcENI/AAAAAAAANqA/EiCYkDSCVqs/s288/DSC_0883.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Shooting the heavens...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/8My8ZGhGk1kMgkstz_2l8Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeOu6OOhBI/AAAAAAAANqc/kYv45M_6gWo/s288/DSC_0889.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Clouds over Nilgiri...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/7w0klsolZU_UX9GLZYDZYQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeO7kEqJ5I/AAAAAAAANqs/sjPYV_S9q9M/s288/DSC_6226.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Eyewitness...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/5D2OtGbJ5_zAo_HC7zleJA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeePSjiOC_I/AAAAAAAANrM/KmtYyUq5c7w/s288/DSC_0893.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Call of the morning............ [model: Neaz Ahmed]<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/OaYcf1Gw6tngjsRrjcXteQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeePiNfaDqI/AAAAAAAANrk/mfrJocscFec/s288/DSC_0900.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />First light...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/nuUQ552mIq6UPaDcGsDPjg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeP0onn_9I/AAAAAAAANsE/W9Ffz6_eoTk/s288/DSC_0913.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Heaven's calling......... its time to wake up.........<br /><br /><br /><br />Some of us did dare to wake up at 5:00AM. The sun was yet to come up, but we could see some hints of colour in the horizon. We rushed with our cameras. Some high clouds showed up and filled most of the eastern sky. Distant shallow hills of the east were under cover of mist. I moved towards the helipad and found the first hint of rays. They soon flickered through the clouds and created magic. The rays weren’t there for long, but had been there for long enough to make it a great sunrise. It was worth waking up early. We went on shooting until around 6:30AM. We came back to our quarters and relaxed, but didn’t really stop shooting. We found a colourful lizard, which Zamir Bhai identified as Changeable Garden Lizard and needless to say, we started shooting all guns blazing. This shooting went on until we were completely satisfied that there was nothing else to shoot. Poor lizard; it got its life’s best photoshoot; yet, didn’t realize at all. <br /><br />Our breakfast was at 8:00AM, but right on that hour we found yet another lizard right outside our door. And it got its life’s biggest scare for sure. We finished our breakfast and prepared for the long journey. It was hard for us to leave this kind of luxury behind us. The days ahead would be hard journey with modest facilities. So, we had to make the most of our the luxury. Anyway, the last time for that was around 9:15AM when we boarded our vehicles once more. This time the destination would be Boga Lake. <br /><br />Boga Lake was in my memory as pictures. The place was about to become a reality for me. But there lies a hard journey in front of us. Good things in this world don’t come cheap, to be honest. The first stop in the journey ahead wouldn’t come in less than two hours. We actually went back a little from Nilgiri. We were going towards Bandarban. As said earlier, a road divider ahead of Chimbuk divides the road from Bandarban between Thanchi and Ruma. We were on the Thanchi road when we went to Nilgiri. So, here we were; at it once again. We went past Chimbuk once more and turned towards Ruma. The real journey began. <br /><br />The road to Ruma wasn’t as smooth as the one leading to Nilgiri. And as already said, the road to Nilgiri wasn’t really bad, but it wasn’t as smooth as the one leading up to Chimbuk. So, the Ruma journey presented a bit more challenge not just in terms of longer duration, but also because of rougher terrain. The road to Ruma wasn’t going as high as the one near Nilgiri though. Yet it was a tough journey and we all looked at the milestones to see how much still remained. We paused at a small bazaar for several minutes as well; taking breath. <br /><br />The long and tedious journey to Ruma ended just short of Ruma. The road ended on the River Sangu. Now what? It was around midday and there were some boats on the river. Ruma Bazar in not just on the opposite bank to be exact. A road journey would be required at the other end of the river to reach Ruma Bazar. But we didn’t have that arrangement. We had to board the boats. We arranged four boats and boarded accordingly. These boats usually carry ten people, but because of our luggage, we had to be content with around 7 per boat. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/AhMxvcZKLJkUQFfVp1l-Iw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS9k9ev-IOfdGBRWF6kHgrS9nbUpi5_W1JjxSAW0i-uv2ybVXA8G6NOk-LbpVgu6Qq5lKEQ-IGx7mfS5jPGl-dW3-kOoXz76GAE6iSqfL7dzkxUvUDP2e__CZWvoHL37DMf8-Z7gceuLI/s288/DSC_6358.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Boat journey in the Sangu............<br /><br /><br /><br />The moment we boarded the boats, we discovered some problem. This is the dry season and that meant that the river was virtually dry. There’s hardly any water in it. The small boats had a hard time pushing through most of the places. We were constantly zigzagging to get the boat through. Our boatmen were basically pushing the boats, rather than rowing. We seemed like burdens on the boats. So, guess what? We jumped into the water. I mean, we didn’t have to jump in the real sense; we rather stepped into it. Water in most places was knee-high. It was a great feeling getting that lovely touch of water. We had such a hectic journey and after conserving water on top of Nilgiri, this splash was heavenly. We started to push and pull our boats. A competition ensued. In some places, water depth was a bit uncomfortable; we simply boarded the boat, or ran on the shore barefoot to keep up. It was fun to say the least. This wiped away all the toils of the long journey from Nilgiri to the Sangu. The surroundings were picturesque. A warm day in April; so, not too much activity in the river. Although we’ve some people going on with the daily active live. Some were even trying to catch fish. There were lots of bamboos floating on the river. Things made of bamboos were also lying around all over the river. When we ran along the river, we had to be a bit careful. I couldn’t capture frames from the river; as I was mostly in and out of water all the time. My camera was mostly resting inside the boat. <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/F3JGRF113End51QZLW7m7w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeQ0_Q6BeI/AAAAAAAANtU/j87ffVMX65M/s288/DSC_0918.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Boats at Ruma.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/B6fv7y_3Ndj1N1cjVoYbhQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtNSVz8Ww2N9RJOMOzMQo_20ZvS_9nTqzTxzzTp9f7sGKV8ZypQWD1VgJ8Dfn1ScibO1ty1ah_MVOuPAyO_kHPn5wovXDsbHT7GTYgYwZvr3qF4RiLJ93NyvO8C10keXX3EtKJl9pnPHA/s288/DSC_0923.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Colours of Ruma..........<br /><br /><br /><br />It took more than an hour for us to reach Ruma. Ruma is a bustling place. It can be understood pretty easily, that this is a place of real importance here. There were boats anchored all over. And many people were going about their daily activity on the river. Ruma Bazar stands on a higher place. A few steps needed to be crossed to reach the plain of the Bazar. Ruma has the typical look and feel of a busy rural bazaar of Bangladesh. We were to have lunch there. It was around 1:45PM. After the hard journey and playful boat-ride, we had a great lunch. We were hungry like hell and ate like monsters. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/XoAx315A33Tet6HL92BBKg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeRQ4MqPPI/AAAAAAAANts/SEC9j9gxIuY/s288/DSC_0933.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Trekking on wheels............<br /><br /><br />By around 2:30PM, we were again on board vehicles. This time, the destination was Boga Lake. This is part of the journey that I thought didn’t exist. I only knew that trekking was the only way to reach Boga Lake from Ruma Bazar. We met Anwar Bhai on the way, who happens to be a colleague of Neaz, one of our tour mates. We heard a lot about him as an avid trekker. This would be Anwar Bhai’s 25th visit to Boga Lake. He was on another vehicle; in fact, he was on that vehicle’s roof. And he would never go to Boga Lake using a car; he would be walking. He was on a parallel journey to Boga Lake through the 17km trekking route. And we were on the road, not having the heart or the health to equal such an attempt. We had lunch at the same restaurant. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/0gw4DyRF-ghHxFMERPdhjg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeRjm6wQ2I/AAAAAAAANt8/tTpY6aRMPmw/s288/DSC_0955.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Reaching for the heavens.........<br />Please note the River Sangu on the top left corner of the image........<br /><br /><br />Anyway, this road is more like a trail in many places. And its surely not for the faint-hearted. The two vehicles we received now were a bit smaller than the two we had earlier. This meant that we would have to squeeze a bit more. The road took us from the bank of the river straight to the top of the hill surrounding Ruma. That took the breath out of everyone’s lungs. We just had lunch. Now, the moment we reached the top of the hill, we realized that the road simply crossed over the hill from one base to another. We now prepared for the fall. I was at the back of the vehicle and I could see a lake way down there right in front of our eyes. And I could see the lake over the cockpit of our vehicle. That just gave me an idea about the degree of elevation we were about to descend. We sat tight; in fact, we squeezed so tightly that we didn’t have to hold one another. The road took a sudden turn to the right just before the lake, meaning that we were still on the ground rather than on water.<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/4H2gB0aaj7Bq5mDnDu7ZZg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeSB7K81eI/AAAAAAAANuU/eDxwKlokbos/s288/DSC_0972.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Passing shadows..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/owvFus6Yiqxn8aAykZhrhA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeSu41DziI/AAAAAAAANu8/DRDZsur6HQI/s288/DSC_0996.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />In the Kingdom of Dust.........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/I5ZAXhi9wTtcL1J-mCjUIA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeS_XuxBGI/AAAAAAAANvM/9wCY-2lkgfU/s288/DSC_1014.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />In the Kingdom of Dust.........02<br /><br /><br />This road wasn’t paved. Dust ruled. Yesterday, we were in the Kingdom of Clouds; now we were thrown into the Kingdom of Dust. Perhaps we failed to pay homage to the Dust Gods; so, we now had to eat dust. The road took us up and brought us down as it wished. This wasn’t roller coaster. Roller coasters are much smoother. This is thorny. The road was brick-laid in some places; other places were simply soil roads. The journey separated our bones and brought them back together again. This road doesn’t work in the rainy season. This is perfect weather as far as road travel to Boga Lake is concerned. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/JTDh6YOlIhsISmG0fI_4Dg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh21E7IJABPdmmUR9b-PG66HThB3lcU6XzPiU2DGO2ySlDN0xBkzMMC4CjftJY6NxZWRE2h0G9w3MLyusbkF24recybiSO4HBc1tR9JJxCiKlgiPyLfmqRf_hjntYnmbx0N5-xREaNPZu8/s288/DSC_0990.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Land of the golden hills..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/_ROY2L8DHZTQ7aQtTbhKxQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglYzsDTaVqju7hF1-_9nHLvpdYKtJKUVaOpTp9pbB56lhRthXzoeg66DCu5_ZNQNuMbmSLPNfYlmszdjhTOE-wG1KGWQ7VRyBYjCpp7Cir08PzP1SziiLhYlRgUtp_aucV-Ch4JPvFQIo/s288/DSC_0984.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />God-dust and coal-dust.......<br /><br /><br /><br />The surrounding landscape was awe-inspiring. And it was amplified by the afternoon lights. The landscape simply glowed. Even the dust glowed in sunlight. Sporadic “kaash ful” waved their plumes in that glowing light. The only thing that didn’t match with this setting is the charcoal-shaped hill-sides in many places. These hills and their forests were being burnt to make room for more cultivable land. It’s the sad tale we witnessed throughout our journey. Most of the trees were devoid of any kind of greenery. They were bald and were waiting for the rainy season.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/TDx6GdnQPcuPqtL9_5gTtg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeTHe5zT7I/AAAAAAAANvU/vX6r6U804iA/s288/DSC_1032.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />It was a gruelling walk for us to reach the hills surrounding Boga Lake....... but the afternoon sun created enough magic to keep our cameras busy......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/zQ6iuXjOeIKl8RJ1ndFUvQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeTPDUpx-I/AAAAAAAANvc/mX0ADOo15NU/s288/DSC_1035.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Afternoon magic............<br /><br /><br />The grueling journey ended by around 4:15PM when we were asked to get down and rely on our feet. The task was to climb the hill, which leads to the valley of Boga Lake. We had to carry our luggage individually. So, curse anything that you didn’t bring out of necessity. We soon realized that the hill was a bit harder to climb than what we realized. Adding to this, it was the end of the day; it was really sapping our energy. The hill was a bit steep for our liking and the loads on our back took their toll. It was afternoon and the sun was glowing on the surrounding hills with all it colour. The eastern hills were brilliant gold. I couldn’t help take some photos forgetting the climb that remained in front of me. But I sure had a thought—I wasn’t fit enough to properly undertake such a journey. We all took quite a lot of rest on the way. I reached the top of the hill by around 5:05PM. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/4hFZRZApYU7rjSNPqzmDSg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeTZjpEjSI/AAAAAAAANvk/TWcVGgK7Kx8/s288/DSC_1036.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />I watched Tushar Bhai disappearing beyond the hills......... I waited for my turn....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/nXAtRkqAxhBkh9ZvWSFAmw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgxZHpjWQKUjikAmuMzw4xeTgWWoI3KRuSlgcCOhlPI3BvvSvV4qWXbcMrktdCQNUbQ5NlsZsPW7bLeuiC4qvC1QC3uSFxdajFi5r1GgQV4DnkhzjfRDyVQCvtrFRkb-wJipDcMwYEwpI/s288/DSC_1038.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The last wait........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/WxvLA-LkLrl4qeM4Iisy1w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeTpjspZMI/AAAAAAAANv4/YzuCmFPoyc0/s288/DSC_1042.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Boga Lake........ first view.....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/kNLKs6g-COAswg86qPmXWg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeTyh5-9oI/AAAAAAAANwA/A4S4602AtYk/s288/DSC_1043.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The view was from the south side of Boga Lake....... the whole western hills turned into gold...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/l7ZD9z1BCKfXxnjo6LuRag?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeUFNS1z5I/AAAAAAAANwQ/W3WuKlXTGl4/s288/DSC_1048.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Boga Lake Para basking in the afternoon sun........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/qE2AjMERKDk67dJasLt00w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeUY3GZuUI/AAAAAAAANwg/aAKOIqVS6Es/s288/DSC_1052.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Boga Lake: Bamboos and water lily......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/PCiSvHIs92lZey_POiREIg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgIcAjgAy42D4BPu2RA_18Rlg_KJoHCernwWCD9XAFxQlzxEXpko4RZ43gWYqrIDi8HmgjYzcVcjaerBAW5LDUIDCMhop3jZsa6hQBaJem0GP8Tzz72NLUSB4EVV6CSwGbZwmCa193uoU/s288/DSC_1054.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Sunset at Boga Lake........<br /><br /><br />I saw Tushar Bhai disappearing behind the hilltop in front of me. He stood there for a while before going down into the valley. I also took my time reaching there. I was delighted with optimism; waiting to see what brought me here at the cost of so much effort. I could see the eastern hills around Boga Lake bathed in afternoon glow. The moment I steeped into the valley, I forgot the hardship of the long journey. I took a pause and breathed. The sun was leaning behind the western hills, creating a contrast of lights and shadows. The lake rested in the tranquil shadows whereas Boga Lake Para on the base of the eastern hills glowed in afternoon sun. It was heaven. I could hardly move. I took almost half and hour to come down from the hills to the southern bank of the lake. I only aimed my camera several times; leaving my eyes satisfied. My camera utterly failed to capture the beauty of the place. Thanks to God, I had the pair of lenses, which would beat even the most expensive lenses in the world. The first view of Boga Lake will be in my memory forever. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/aAdF0mOvyCoJc-I32uGxuw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeUlvJwcVI/AAAAAAAANww/UNbGlKVm5j0/s288/DSC_1058.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Colours of the dark........<br /><br /><br /><br />The military had the southern slope of the hills covered. To the east lays Boga Lake Para, the small village where we were supposed to stay. The highest point on the west was the helipad, which turned out to be a forbidden place. We arrived at the cottage of Siyam Didi, a generous lady who is the refuge for all the trekkers who come and go here. We occupied two cottages for our 27-member team. We freshened up and joined the evening adda. Just before seven in the evening, Anwar Bhai and his companion showed up after several hours’ trekking. We welcomed them with claps. I can never contemplate something as daring as this one; let alone in such weather.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/dEFBqXsoGRdIPjQj77evfw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeUq1Ao00I/AAAAAAAANw4/WTuPB3-2zXQ/s288/DSC_1086.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A restaurant at Boga Lake Para...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/oxmxcGOIlZSR-n4nbBaslg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeUvako0jI/AAAAAAAANxA/-kEdqwDyfPU/s288/DSC_1093.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Night at Boga Lake........<br /><br /> <br /><br />A huge moon showed up over the eastern hills after some time. Everyone aimed their camera and set their tripods. There were thousands of stars in the sky too; although the moon overshadowed most of the sky. The full moon lit up Boga Lake and we could see the reflections of the hills on the water. We went on with our photographic experiments with the night sky until we finished our dinner by around 9:00PM. After dinner we began our planning session for the next day. After a lot of confusion, it was decided to form two groups. One would take the adventure to a Murong village down the slope of the hill on the south. And the other team would stay closer to Boga Lake and venture to the Marma village on the plains. The teams were formed on the basis of the amount of walking/trekking needed to be undertaken. But confusion remained regarding the amount of trekking that needed to be undertaken and whether permission would be awarded for doing photography at the village. Available information was not enough for verification. We depended more on the advice of our local guides. Whatever the confusion, we ultimately formed the teams and made plans accordingly. I was part of the team staying near Boga Lake. We went to sleep by around midnight. As usual, some were not willing to go to bed quietly. There were lots of adda during the night. Some even went out at night with Anwar Bhai to see the surrounding areas in moonlight. Anyway, we all had plans to wake up early. So, some rest was badly needed.<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/qIB3csLdu0DfwGfkzanspg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeU7zSngyI/AAAAAAAANxQ/ZdAaNFKs-Mk/s288/DSC_1103.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Moon-set on Boga Lake...........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/r4PwwC1U0AYiIskX3ymxnw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeVHrg-fwI/AAAAAAAANxg/_yis7_elYkE/s288/DSC_6368.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Moon-set on Boga Lake...........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/OE0I4Sy2D_btdLsLeUS-9g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeVRIxsqPI/AAAAAAAANxo/k6QS2fyOi4s/s288/DSC_6370.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Start of another day.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/g5BhsugjDjIoM4HhWcqBUA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeVekfzNgI/AAAAAAAANx4/58Ff4yU2cOg/s288/DSC_1110.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Morning work........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/Yr-FUjQvTYImnAq0_b8upw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeVk8zUv9I/AAAAAAAANyA/OOvcAkVb-YY/s288/DSC_1111.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Morning work........02<br /><br /><br />The next day started early. I woke up at 5:00AM. Some others also woke up around this time; while others decided to have a bit more rest. Boga Lake Para was more-or-less quiet at this hour. The moon was slowly setting over the Lake. Tribal women were collecting water from the Lake for their day’s activities. The sun was far from showing up. The valley is surrounded by high hills, which prevent the sun from showing off anytime soon.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/4cFZS5uM7ZbLMIckslQJfA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeV0kUIT7I/AAAAAAAANyQ/leaCzGDRH-M/s288/DSC_6390.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Julian setting fire..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/fY5FBBZcjIXVWTB-enwKaA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeV8GXo79I/AAAAAAAANyY/3yqAvstvWso/s288/DSC_1118.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Clearing the bushes..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/XAppXkRQGaCKkbOpZpYGaQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeWFpvjYfI/AAAAAAAANyg/J3fcd3Qqb-Y/s288/DSC_1123.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Cultivation at the cost of deforestation.........<br /><br /><br /><br />We walked to the eastern trail. There, we found activity by a Bawm family. Julian was setting fire to the bushes to complete the clearing of the surrounding forest and bushes. They would plant some potatoes of local variety. He was working there with his sister. He is one of five sons and one daughter. Their works were obviously very important to them. But the face of the surrounding landscape was burned beyond recognition. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/SyIAsiDLy8ylbN23pFXHvg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeWN-VD8WI/AAAAAAAANyo/cJnBGP3M0Rc/s288/DSC_6395.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />First lights hitting Boga Lake.........<br /><br /><br />We moved a bit further, taking the trail to Keokradang. There were some dried-out streams. We could feel their power when in full bloom during the monsoon. We walked along the road uphill, which was basically a road for vehicles. This road leads straight to Keokradang. The road is not paved or brick-laid; indicating that its only a dry weather road. From that high position, we could see Boga Lake Para in shadows, whereas the first lights were hitting the hills on the west. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/8ATazVYcFHCXyZ7cs9562g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheaQwX7GJXftTHGnmv3FS5COHYvRjmhtnZCXJKhkmDs3U9HhfinV-JPugOjfYLy5uw5XiI1HzczEGl6X0sFpot-bV7IcFL1ojcfzFDCK04ZIWOKinHrh96xToLrpTkVpok43v_i_Hnvlg/s288/DSC_6399.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Lights and shadows........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/qaeJ1dURIvVpUqB1h3z8Ng?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeXq-BAOzI/AAAAAAAANzw/AbTjc1PTET4/s288/DSC_6408.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The first lights created magic......... gave life to the stones.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/FsM8UkTgIMRxr5wVH3avcg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeXy_D1iqI/AAAAAAAANz4/y_md48as128/s288/DSC_1150.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Morning shows the day..........<br />Children playing and bathing on Boga Lake..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/w-_N9fuS3qQ1nQzE7zVbQQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeX5hm2wgI/AAAAAAAAN0A/Goq2FtQvuws/s288/DSC_6411.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Yet another jump in basic clothing.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/VjL_Y0V2L2wNLFG2yUcHCw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeYLA7lHTI/AAAAAAAAN0Q/yeatLC1Mn_4/s288/DSC_6423.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Morning mirror.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/fN-ADrA6DJhfUdwjQCJAIw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeYTRAJuYI/AAAAAAAAN0Y/uXkA9_ersUU/s288/DSC_1153.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Boga Lake in colour..........<br /><br /><br />As the sun began to make its mark on the surrounding landscape, magic ensued. The hilltops began to glow. Slowly but surely, the sun began to devour the shadows. Colours of nature began to change. We proceeded towards the lake once more, because the lake was changing as well. Sunlight created some great colours and wonderful reflections on the lake. Children were playing while bathing, making the tranquil environment vibrant. A lone, but colourful boat also showed up carrying some bamboos. <br /><br />We finished our roaming by around 8:00AM and had breakfast. The other team for Murong village had already left quite early. It was planned to meet them at the base of the hill outside Boga Lake, where we started our climbing the day before. But this time, our luggage was to be carried by a car. The other day, we heard from the locals that the road climbing Boga Lake was too steep for vehicles, which is why we climbed on our feet. Now, we learned that vehicles can reach Boga Lake with some risk. So, they can carry our luggage, but it might not be a good idea to bring all the people down on vehicles. The Murong team thus left their luggage to be carried by the vehicle. <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/CbKa16S8NnrH1kBq-raC5A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeY1lDKbuI/AAAAAAAAN04/L-2FpgdqSEk/s288/DSC_1169.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Boga Lake from the north.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/QbadtRXhT9Yo80X0CSbbdg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeZB3qLY1I/AAAAAAAAN1A/0_TholnbpvQ/s288/DSC_6436.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Marma village at the base of the hill........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/aVfm9NMaJNCuaEtWxI9TSw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeZLa422sI/AAAAAAAAN1I/n3L9cMgu5Sk/s288/DSC_6437.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />House of the hills.........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/6Hskv4dO1HdYqcyukd5tkQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeZnt0K70I/AAAAAAAAN1g/7pwYKI4R3x4/s288/DSC_6446.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />House of the hills.........02<br />Also note the distant road which we used to reach Boga Lake........<br /><br /><br />After breakfast we started to move towards the Marma village, which lies on the northern side of Boga Lake. We started off just before nine in the morning. We took some snaps of Boga Lake while crossing the narrow trail along the Lake. Along the way, we saw a tree-felling by members of the army. But we received a bit of a shock when we reached the northern end of the trail. We found the village alright; but it was way down to the bottom of the hill. The distance was as much as what we had climbed the earlier day. Some of us had already taken the adventure and went down quickly. Others like me took a bit of time going down. We realized that the distance we go down, has to be climbed again. That turned out to be a tough proposition. Even the toil from yesterday was still in our feet. We took some time enjoying the picturesque setting of the Marma village and then moved on backwards. We would wait for the others to come up from the village with their exploits. It was around 10:30AM when we returned back to Boga Lake Para. <br /><br />The short venture didn’t even start to become enjoyable, when it ended for us. So, we looked for something to cover-up the losses. We decided to have a nice little dip in the cool waters of Boga Lake. The Lake is quite deep actually, but close to the shore, its quite shallow and would allow people to bathe. We took the plunge and enjoyed a fantastic time. We were among the water lily, enjoying a picturesque bath. Small fishes were poking at our bodies while our legs rested on gravel and small stones. The bath was so soothing that we didn’t really want to come out. After almost quarter of an hour’s dip, we came up and readied for the final journey. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/F9L_E0rLfHJijfpjRX73Gg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeealsdBwtI/AAAAAAAAN2Y/taTXAcPl9gc/s288/DSC_1186.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Boga Lake........ the last view......<br /><br /><br />We were supposed to rendezvous at the outside base of the hill surrounding Boga Lake. We bade goodbye to the fantastic Boga Lake. I spent a few moments at the same place where I took a pause and breathed the day before. Anyway, we would take the same route as we did the earlier day. Only our luggage was to travel on wheels. This time, to help our trekking, we were each given a bamboo stick to keep balance. And this helped quite a bit. Because of the lack of luggage, the helping stick and because of the fact that we were going down, instead of going up, it was a very easy venture. We reached the base of the hill within 15 minutes. <br /><br />The other team from Murong village was already there at the base. They had a field day. They were given free access and they did photography at their heart’s content. On the other hand, the Marma team reported that they weren’t allowed to draw their camera. They were shown a pretty hostile attitude and they came back disappointed. While we were planning for the trips the night before, we though that Murong would be the more difficult one because of their relative lack of touch with the outside world. The Marma was considered easy, as they are the biggest of the tribes and the most educated. As it turned out, these things don’t depend on anything known.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/1qWsn2hf9_C-LAaup_pDZA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeeauxN9WsI/AAAAAAAAN2g/WwcaIEBtl3Y/s288/DSC_1199.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Reaching for the heavens........... [credit for noticing: Faisal Akram Ether]<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/K2dg7ISmyrN3BNPPTrW81Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Seea8tqVU1I/AAAAAAAAN2w/yNBc7UtZ-FU/s288/DSC_6457.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The Kingdom of Dust once more....... <br />Please notice the village houses down below....... now guess the degree of elevation.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/BrGMs9EJWjqlplfeQimGyw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeebPWv_F0I/AAAAAAAAN3E/1P1zD5Vg5AY/s288/DSC_1241.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The Dust King!!....... [model: Kamal Pasha]<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/ugg3N-zfkdlOMGueIQB7hQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeebbXFBDTI/AAAAAAAAN3M/37geQWCDMJU/s288/DSC_1245.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The climb........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/7r48AvM7YQAhxZg39G3Q7g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Seebmwz5o2I/AAAAAAAAN3U/8SlDeO3VVAo/s288/DSC_1246.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The climb........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/60KmGEf2jBvXcdZwnZJ3sQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh1Mc7EzqJU9mKe3QxWgJ5Uu48pHYioMqBSa2_Oz2AvIElNqzsgI7mhX4se5mHxpHEsfeFBIyHvF7sJ1yVbyctQLOD8bxpB8uzqVy8VCIcS5WhT_YDDcT5CVd-AvWS75Wgoq0KZSt7Opw/s288/DSC_1247.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The climb........03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/vdWhtPEXg8IE1OfZQpMyCQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Seeb9fsS-ZI/AAAAAAAAN3k/WWn8fJFjM8Q/s288/DSC_1248.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The climb........04<br /><br /><br />We again boarded our vehicles by around 1:00PM. This time we had three vehicles to have a better journey. The vehicle carrying luggage also had three of us on board. They reported that the road leading up to Boga Lake was worse than what we had already crossed. Anyway, the journey started once more and it was the same old topsy-turvy journey through the Kingdom of Dust. After one-and-a-half hour’s struggle, we reached Ruma Bazar once more by around 2:30PM. We finished our lunch there and again boarded our vehicles. This time, we not crossing the Sangu by boats. We would travel to the same spot where we boarded the boats the other day and cross the river on foot. The water level was low enough to allow us that luxury. By around 3:30PM, we crossed the Sangu in a soothing walk on water. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/lpZ-rs_P5yhH_3MTc5rZXw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeecJ4QPByI/AAAAAAAAN3s/MlH_1pLaHzg/s288/DSC_1254.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Its been a tired day........ I wish I could do that..... but we were only at Ruma Bazar...... a long way to go yet......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/-P1YUWWgBV7fgADIlj6nmA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeecVNbvx3I/AAAAAAAAN30/W5gd2VeCI1g/s288/DSC_1274.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Through lights and shadows......... going back to Bandarban......... <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/hPaVC9SpPBCNX00ynxdInA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Seecg0ffq_I/AAAAAAAAN38/PDqmKrBG-tY/s288/DSC_1283.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Gold-dust........<br /><br /><br />We had our other day’s two vehicles waiting for us at the other bank. There we go again. The same long journey ensued. In exactly two hours we reached Bandarban. It was around 5:30PM. We didn’t want the sun to go down while we were on the road. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/w7MYzqvL36Vhr836NJnibA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Seecora4KII/AAAAAAAAN4E/Isw0nc_PVwU/s288/DSC_6470.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/FromNilgiriToBogaLakeApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">From Nilgiri to Boga Lake, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />End of the day at Parjatan Complex at Bandardan...... tiredness shows in the picture, I guess........ was too lazy to go up to get a better view...... <br /><br /><br />We once again boarded the Parjatan Complex to get freshened up. Our bus for Dhaka was at 8:30PM. So, we had enough time to get prepared. Our ride to Dhaka was not dramatic. We were just too tired to do anything other than sleep. We reached Dhaka by 5:30AM. <br /><br />When I look back to this journey, I only find that there are too many memories I left behind. I’m not at all sure whether I would ever be able to go there again. But if I ever had an empty feeling regarding not being to Boga Lake even once, that was gone. This was one of the most extraordinary journeys I’ve ever made. So far, this is the extreme for me.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546108028283954440.post-78395616802117250982009-04-13T10:14:00.006+06:002009-04-13T13:45:11.279+06:00Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009<strong>Where Night is Day: Karwan Bazar at Night</strong><br />A Night-walk with TTL Buddies<br />07 April 2009<br /><br />Since the last <a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2009/03/dhaka-city-at-night-march-2009.html">night-walk of 19-20 March</a> I was itching to go for another venture in the dark. Somehow night ventures took control of me and I couldn't help go out with my camera. Didn't have any specific plan about where to go. Avik Bhai joined in and suggested Karwan Bazar. Kamal, Tahmid and Shakil also joined in. The venue for the venture remained the same. <br /><br />It was a workday. We all had to rush after office. Although we knew that Karwan Bazar wholesale market usually gets busy from just before midnight, we had little option other than going there in the evening hours and coming back before 10:00PM. We had to be satisfied with whatever we could witness. <br /><br />We gathered there and started our work by around 8:00PM. Karwan Bazar always fascinated a lot of journalists, photographers, social workers, and other people because of its importance. This is the most important wholesale market in Dhaka. Prices of a lot of commodities are controlled from here. This is also an important retail market for the people living around the area. Most of the activities of this place are concentrated at night. So, to do any kind of documentation here, one has to come after dusk. <br /><br />The place has a contrasting look when considered that the market is by one of the most important commercial districts of Dhaka. Tall and well-furnished buildings tower above the rather shabby-looking market-place. Innumerable number of people depend on this marketplace for their livelihood, making the place important not just from economical point of view, but also from social viewpoint. <br /><br />Here are some of the glimpses captured during the venture.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/zfqqGlBEUAI2iowTW6GFeg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKKQ506XAI/AAAAAAAANX4/iVd-QfeQUPk/s288/DSC_0225.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />In total contrast...........<br />Lifestyle of the people of Karwan Bazar don't really match with the well-furnished towers of the commercial area........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/M9I5QsqtbD-mpaTLVWf3aQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKKVGTKwcI/AAAAAAAANYM/UtOd0_oeUZg/s288/DSC_0241.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />In the name of religion.........01<br />A small box for collection of donation for a mosque......... such boxes are quite common not just at Karwan Bazar, but all over the country.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/Q21Ocpj0TvcLLlhuW6Zktg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKKZQUIdCI/AAAAAAAANYc/uvkNFDqkhu4/s288/DSC_0252.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Marketer...........<br />There are so many products sold in so many different ways that its difficult to keep track of. Here, a man is trying to market his unique medicines which are said to cure virtually every disease!<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/lYsNiJ0gumSrOXw3vJ3kCg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKKN9iqXBI/AAAAAAAANXw/sv3SAbU63Sw/s288/DSC_0218.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Shoe seller on the street........<br /><br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/A4slIl5V872lK33sVtYqGw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKKbktWD3I/AAAAAAAANYk/6zgTuIUAe_A/s288/DSC_0256.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Empty prices.........<br />Government rules on keeping proper record of prevailing prices at marketplaces is not exactly being met....... Consumers are confused and authorities are nowhere with the implementation of the rules...... Prices of essentials had been a big talking point in recent times due to high inflation.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/KeqeEh9co2cYyWhPnTDrHg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKKdmzBb5I/AAAAAAAANYs/ysTleHOCQi8/s288/DSC_0261.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />"Gurh".......<br />A portion of the market basically deals with "gurh" (a product made from sugarcane), "chira" (product made from processed rice), "muri" and other dry foods....... <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/hS_hN7D7MuMV1cXIantfHQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKKhHcqlzI/AAAAAAAANY8/fvxFS-AJd7I/s288/DSC_0268.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />"Gurer Hashi"!! (Smile of "Gurh")<br />A young shopkeeper at one of the shops selling "gurh", "chira" and "muri"<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/OoJQ98ClO9v1SU3lQtVk6w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKKppR5FdI/AAAAAAAANZc/cCFRBdcy9Bk/s288/DSC_0281.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />"Paan-Shupari".........<br />Betel leaf and betel nut occupy a small part of the market......... as these are part and parcel of our culture, there a high demand for them all throughout the year.....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/_CONuMTdOUGTBD1q3Q5fLg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKKtZikLTI/AAAAAAAANZs/x0sETYkQpqs/s288/DSC_0286.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Packages..........<br />Someone has to provide bags for the shoppers...... a big portion of these bags are made from cement packs....... the packs are strong and waterproof, which makes them perfect for such usage..... a nice way of recycling too.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/orpbb0rkTLMrjRlEP1H0sA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKK0FgJr4I/AAAAAAAANaE/wOcEVepe9SA/s288/DSC_0300.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Just relax..........<br />Why so hurry??....... there has to be some time when you can relax....... a man rests on a huge pile of rice.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/PJogtFZqxA-_lqBHqm-bkw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKK4pJ87aI/AAAAAAAANaU/Xjxt8394oIQ/s288/DSC_0305.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A total quagmire!!<br />A shop of packages made of recycled paper........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/gDRrgivzCENbU5xDFZfeWw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKK6o-2ArI/AAAAAAAANac/_o29BiTCALk/s288/DSC_0306.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Onions..........<br />A retail shop for onions, ginger, garlic and other dry goods........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/Gw1KYAGi3JvPfWoA9fGgXw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKK_SDM0mI/AAAAAAAANas/b80hxk-xHnY/s288/DSC_0318.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />One smelly thing!!<br />A shop for dried fish ("shutki").......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/5_IrWcxmA4Ads0btUdj-Yg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKLBFaCgjI/AAAAAAAANa0/cvwIpqWlBgU/s288/DSC_0321.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Hilsha!!<br />A retail shopkeeper at the fish market displays his hilsha ("ilish") fishes....... this is not the season for hilshas....... the hilshas that would be caught now, would be mostly juveniles (called "jatka" locally)....... every year "jatka" fishing leads to huge loss of fisheries resources........ which is why its illegal to catch small hilshas...... these hilshas on display are pretty rare now, and would cost a lot.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/cP2hR4e8M1Io5SY3fo9sRA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKLCgOFXbI/AAAAAAAANa8/TDNIu8Z4svQ/s288/DSC_0330.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Display......01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/8gRQ6dhGsW2zRlqxUjvZLA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKLFnq4oRI/AAAAAAAANbE/xkt-RM4Fi74/s288/DSC_0334.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Display......02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/9laLbb8BFEzgHgGZn3FXPA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKLHIflTMI/AAAAAAAANbM/R-DjFNZknz0/s288/DSC_0347.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Bargain!!<br />Fish market is a place for hard bargaining....... with the Bengali New Year drawing near, demand for hilshas is sky-rocketing........ but this is not the time when you can find adult hilshas....... so, the prices hit the ceiling, literally...... and the bargaining goes on.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/4hZH6F0MRIY2mY5WltBC8w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKLJGTXafI/AAAAAAAANbU/PpttgepV1_Y/s288/DSC_0358.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Display......03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/oPbrV5yE9QbGRta2jCEu0w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcVykvN2oxFPObR4zQlLYFtohQuhenMipJrhvKP8Sfan8LpbzGrtbQMu12MZe8WOKeATMecrg_RRybJ82XSHA29JS0zvGt8bplFTzM7Yubyz21fRPhIzf_79Eqjl18nNx-P2OrOdKZ_IQ/s288/DSC_0366.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Butcher store.......<br />At the butcher's store, its a bit quiet...... and so are the goats resting in the darker corners, waiting to be slaughtered.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/AzNybeUEAr8czICDVJEIfQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKLNG2FGAI/AAAAAAAANbk/Skmjjd1c-S0/s288/DSC_0370.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Fish processing.........<br />A lot of the buyers at the fish market want the fishes processed to some extent...... and there are people engaged at this value-addition job.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/0LRkFJaAxFr-sLOZZs2SXA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKLPjaiQhI/AAAAAAAANbs/71cvrVBZd-Y/s288/DSC_0378.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Weighing.......<br />Just like bargaining, weighing is also talking point at the fish market...... buyers have to be on constant alert......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/0ibWLf1CHG6EUoFzctrzfw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKLRnkBlbI/AAAAAAAANb0/Odn-APcO2QQ/s288/DSC_0383.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />What the??<br />Some shoppers are not that confident when they are asked about the differences between their practices and the prevailing laws...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/C4Bt23Lx1FwNSpPEmxf3PQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKLTQKGCVI/AAAAAAAANb8/80sGBnEbekE/s288/DSC_0388.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Display......04<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/l6yCcusNmRQOHb8z1UZrVA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKLVo-bX3I/AAAAAAAANcE/5AVsRhWr14I/s288/DSC_0390.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Framed!!<br />They've seen lots of cameras and they love to pose!<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/QwWUG4-GA3I-_-AQdVHIQw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKLdMHd-cI/AAAAAAAANcc/zfvY9AYKMww/s288/DSC_0405.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Grocery.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/g4c_XmceB_5Uhp_Ur0G6Fw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKLhDNAEFI/AAAAAAAANck/XrWjVbLwqAI/s288/DSC_0408.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A sneaky smile!!<br />This young shopkeeper at an oil store was working, but the moment he saw cameras, knew how to show up!!<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/3BIBOL2OSxmfyRPugSzNiw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKLjaWcU7I/AAAAAAAANcs/QyvHFNOv1zU/s288/DSC_0416.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Through colours..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/wBU8VLbaNdTc0Cb-nkfPiQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKLlHCDHpI/AAAAAAAANc0/O8LxWVHooms/s288/DSC_0420.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />In the name of religion..........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/ePcjHV4iEjJn7uZj7SxFeg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKLngG4ZmI/AAAAAAAANc8/xGiAF0Zz3iQ/s288/DSC_0430.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Carrot sleep.........<br />This is a market full of contrasts....... some are having a busy time selling their goods, others are just preparing for the busy hours in the form of sleep.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/xbPLBBYVzwUag0TiSsQtLA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKLqFq97fI/AAAAAAAANdE/ZLhcuImTpVI/s288/DSC_0439.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Sorting.........<br />Onion wholesalers are sorting onions under a red light........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/x1fannbHx_yYWAd3OLNUNw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKgFTcpGajgdev0xB6ki-oyIaQ6XRDrw6N7Ed5gvuh-H1gjaAUCc3AQQbLzxxoLvXKuKxecZAtKf1cxbjk76GBHcWyDNZ9NUk7oQNohd3CXyqkR2KdTgPOE_NSZzsh3sljmkM6J1UK314/s288/DSC_0442.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Rest............01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/CjKdVICXxGLldsHwGSlLQA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKLuoNWD_I/AAAAAAAANdU/MubE0Fl9OpU/s288/DSC_0446.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />In the name of religion..........03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/QP19BltCk50dfA5VFsl7tw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKLy_ZeFMI/AAAAAAAANdk/sdII6wAuPus/s288/DSC_0453.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Transaction..........<br />Most transactions are done in cash........ this is the traditional form of transaction here......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/iTILlNWOLzCcL8SQQKqNvQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKL1YJ5gqI/AAAAAAAANds/DtzuFooFHXM/s288/DSC_0458.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Rest............02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/oXIVCzpjvdAD5DjmHqq-lA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKL5fShp7I/AAAAAAAANd8/kncDTJpSyIc/s288/DSC_0465.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />In your dreams...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/mtbm8n4T_NJ6ISQZOHXDvQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKL-w-Tj9I/AAAAAAAANeM/q3N1tp6_xKs/s288/DSC_0470.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Triangle of sleep.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/CpwgIB4zaoI7006QdKmaYA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKMA0mQWDI/AAAAAAAANeU/caxMC4rfQYA/s288/DSC_0472.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Onion of red..........<br />An onion wholesaler takes a breath........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/CFNyx0tCKqj3iN_aOc5s1A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKMCZYFIXI/AAAAAAAANec/S5Zt-_yN_qU/s288/DSC_0477.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Rest............03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/SCBHNNafHevZdb6SB8i5BQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SeKMGvLnMgI/AAAAAAAANew/UwG5aJXsKr8/s288/DSC_0499.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/KarwanBazarAtNightApril2009?feat=embedwebsite">Karwan Bazar at Night, April 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />In the name of religion..........04Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546108028283954440.post-35846209372378629592009-03-21T02:00:00.004+06:002009-03-21T03:33:56.219+06:00Dhaka City at Night, March 2009<span style="font-weight:bold;">A Night-walk in Dhaka with the TTL Buddies</span><br />Dhaka, Bangladesh<br />19-20 March 2009<br /><br />The big photography exhibition is drawing near. 57 participants, 57 photos. Drik Gallery; 25-29 March 2009. Needed some publicity. One of the most effective ways to publicise is to spread some posters around. Thats what was done. An event was devised. "Through the Lens: Bangladesh" (TTL) group of Flickr organsied this extraordinary event to support yet another great event. It was decided to conduct some postering around Dhaka City. The best time for postering is night. So, we all came out with our cameras at night. It was one crazy event. But one of the most memorable.<br /><br />We all gathered around Drik Gallery at Dhanmondi between 10-11:00 at night. We had a rickshaw van with us with the posters and glues. We started off after 11:30PM and roamed around Dhanmondi. We were more interested in having a close look at the city at night. This is what we always miss. Everyone of us had a hidden desire to go out with a camera at night. But none of us really managed to do this. And all wanted to be a part of the publicity team for the big exhibition. So, when this crazy event came up, everybody jumped in. We had a total of 26 participants. Shawon Da was the craziest among us; joining us from Sylhet. He finished his office in the afternoon and boarded the bus. A lot of others were ruining their luck for not being able to participate. We missed them too.<br /><br />From Dhanmondi, we went to the Dhaka University area and did our work there. The last part of the walk was the most interesting. We went to Old Dhaka and found the whole area bustling with activity. This is what is normal for that place. Businesses the works during the early hours and rest of the day they take rest. We ventured into one of the very busy local restaurants and had biriani.<br /><br />We came back to Dhaka University area again and had "adda" there. Some of us had enough by around 4:15AM. Others waited for the birds to sing. <br /><br />It was an unforgettable event. Thanks to all the TTL buddies for making this a special success.<br /><br />Here are some of the glimpses that I was able to capture during this walk.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cJS_tJKbO1cX-JYaTD7tXg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtPi3m4-BFjmC0QVAsfn6bIunKKCRQx-f9lDAEOiz-qnyD82tAZVRcmOlC6vZ0Qzpr1-A5e6jc9TMXQvvbACZQRBmZ4VKjpy8U0JVPY9ojLNc7NineunHRHuRBnme0fe6ODp2kiwqtgYI/s288/DSC_4944.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/DhakaCityAtNightMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">Dhaka City at Night, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />In the name of religion........... I've noticed and snapped this particular deposit box in too many places around the country..... this deposit box concept thrives on the religious sentiment of the population....... the original beneficiaries of this particular deposit box is in Patuakhali, in the south of the country.....<br /><br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/8DpFsfi9sKqD6D8MnBNydg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/ScPx-9oXyLI/AAAAAAAANSU/-8bFwSafuvg/s288/DSC_4974.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/DhakaCityAtNightMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">Dhaka City at Night, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />12:12AM, Dhanmondi<br />Duty is pain.......... even though its a duty, sometimes it becomes too much to handle...... especially when its a night shift........<br /><br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/S3QORaKIbxolMxBQ7eoqMg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/ScPyCYAGlSI/AAAAAAAANSc/xFDfs12F2XI/s288/DSC_4986.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/DhakaCityAtNightMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">Dhaka City at Night, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />12:19AM, Dhanmondi<br />Goal........... they jumped in front of car headlight....... not quite Ronaldo, but you can't keep them away from being one at the dead of night..... their football was a PET bottle...... but their expressions didn't say they were that unhappy about it...... <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Vti842p2vFqCfPouKXGjNQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/ScPyEnEmazI/AAAAAAAANSk/QvwJprJgRsA/s288/DSC_5009.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/DhakaCityAtNightMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">Dhaka City at Night, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />12:40AM, Dhanmondi<br />Guarding culture......... our culture has many contrasts..... this is what you'll regularly find in a Third World country....... modern concepts like beauty parlours go parallel with traditional concepts like religious gatherings ("waaz mahfil").... one tries to guard the tradition, while the other tries to keep away from reach....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/qSln_w7Zzq7pYKuVLtNgNA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/ScPyI6S0kUI/AAAAAAAANSs/7vHzv7nCGXU/s288/DSC_5050.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/DhakaCityAtNightMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">Dhaka City at Night, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />01:16AM, Dhanmondi<br />Tearing through......... the Dhaka City Corporation has its own ways of managing its duties..... the City was never planned at its inception....... all the infrastructure is built as its needed...... this calls for constant civil works in different parts of the City......... here, the road is being dug up at the dead of night....... morning will find the road in total mess........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/2wQE2YMNS7yeWb1bh2_RyQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuFS9mGOY2BH51ob0H58XqKSVnRPMQdiHdlS0-tPwwEFXYkhLgSo9KCjkDdmeUeWE6Wvu9GaTp4_18kNX0lpG0Ks7InAVLVYLIAlDt2pN_tjC_cwDIRMTBOyngTBnEIaKzVLpfY3uvB8w/s288/DSC_5057.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/DhakaCityAtNightMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">Dhaka City at Night, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />01:47AM, Dhaka Univerity<br />On the base of freedom........ homeless people spending the night at the base of Raju Memorial........ the sculpture was made as a symbol of people's determination not to let terrorism control us...... <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/hyR5vMGOnMJG84WGoDPGWQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/ScPyUHnLY3I/AAAAAAAANTM/wz3wJgECKyM/s288/DSC_5084.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/DhakaCityAtNightMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">Dhaka City at Night, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />01:56Am, Dhaka Univerity<br />The night is still young......... this young man was not feeling as tired as others around him....... something, some thought, kept him awake........ <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/xFKFXwUHL_H2iWHKMe0DSA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/ScPyX68xixI/AAAAAAAANTU/bzpjeM8kElQ/s288/DSC_5090.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/DhakaCityAtNightMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">Dhaka City at Night, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />02:00AM, Dhaka Univerity<br />And he had enough............<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Vrs9LdqUXm9voEcvl32nEA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbvAxzibA_y_Mb4bXkq8pwzW2Rggltqf99dDHhZIyGgRl-R7gAf2QlK27cOdhfTS4_ORjilu8obQvNj4D7DgkDQi9T6yjOp3cDurJdTT7IPk_vuPK-Gjl26zH4yKkags9OtWiv1yEb7iE/s288/DSC_5121.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/DhakaCityAtNightMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">Dhaka City at Night, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />02:08AM, Dhaka Univerity<br />Freedom is a relative word........ its difficult to imagine what brings freedom to whom....... but one thing is for sure, it brings peace of mind.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/rzXro-78bqTMdiRRrV9bsQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/ScPycPI6GHI/AAAAAAAANTk/8fgEV7qKs3Q/s288/DSC_5126.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/DhakaCityAtNightMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">Dhaka City at Night, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />02:32AM, Old Dhaka<br />Priority........ our priorities differ....... and we adapt to situations according to our priorities....... others may consider this difficult or impossible, since the priorities of their lives are different..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/NoNr0WvebZXuEBfvfMiZkA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/ScPyejzkSmI/AAAAAAAANTs/GXuU1Tf4Uw8/s288/DSC_5129.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/DhakaCityAtNightMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">Dhaka City at Night, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />02:34AM, Old Dhaka<br />Bustling..........01<br />restaurants of Old Dhaka at their busiest....... businesses here come alive at the dead of night...... the people engaged in those businesses dine at these restaurants at the most unusual hours of the day....... but its completely natural here......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/qZdhXn4unkpeTB823aOyqg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/ScPygpDwtdI/AAAAAAAANT0/0F-NU7_VoaI/s288/DSC_5133.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/DhakaCityAtNightMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">Dhaka City at Night, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />02:34AM, Old Dhaka<br />Bustling..........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/yEwg5MPu4XPzvl2LLjPmEA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/ScPyiYd-jnI/AAAAAAAANT8/Jce0ke0r4r0/s288/DSC_5134.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/DhakaCityAtNightMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">Dhaka City at Night, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />02:35AM, Old Dhaka<br />Chicken time......... a chicken is being taken out of the cage for slaughtering...... it would soon be served at the restaurants...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/9Gqwqq_v5RQgjn4PA7QdnA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/ScPymbFf1oI/AAAAAAAANUE/Qh7KydskVJw/s288/DSC_5137.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/DhakaCityAtNightMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">Dhaka City at Night, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />02:37AM, Old Dhaka<br />Puzzle..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/BnLdKyCGfGakM9J-0h5j_w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/ScPyqXlGxHI/AAAAAAAANUM/UDIV_w45k-I/s288/DSC_5140.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/DhakaCityAtNightMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">Dhaka City at Night, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />03:24AM, Dhaka University<br />King of the streets..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vl60teDWHNKIFnQwtj8vxA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/ScPyyAMgvkI/AAAAAAAANUc/zlkb3ySWmuY/s288/DSC_5143.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/DhakaCityAtNightMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">Dhaka City at Night, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />03:29AM, Dhaka University<br />Moonrise over Raju Memorial............Unknownnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546108028283954440.post-48761138547276933252009-03-11T09:37:00.014+06:002009-03-12T01:07:20.026+06:00St Martin's Island, March 2009<strong>The Corals and the Blue: TTL Tour to St Martin's Island</strong><br />06-07 March 2009<br /><br />This was my first ever visit to the coral island. I've heard so much from so many that I could hardly wait to set my foot over there. So, when the opportunity came, I didn't think for too long before giving the go-ahead. Only needed the approval from family, and it was the most important hurdle. The idea of visiting the island came when the creative brains of Chobir Haat at Charukala (Institute of Fine Arts) decided on yet another <a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2008/03/ghuri-utshob-kite-festival-lohajang.html">Ghuri Utsob (Kite Festival)</a> at St Martin's. For the visitors, the overall event was planned and organised by Incitaa Tourism. Zaiedi Bhai of Incitaa did a great campaign and there was no short of enthusiasm. <br /><br />I became part of a group of photographers. Not necessarily part of the large group of spectators excepted to attend the event. Ours was a bit more than Ghuri Utsob. We went there to discover Nature at her very best. Our tour was organised by "Through the Lens: Bangladesh" (TTL) group of Flickr. A biggish group of 14 people with cameras formed this crazy group. Kamal gets the most credit for organising the whole show. Arif, Kamrul, Monir, Neaz, Atiq, Shuvro, Nurur Bhai, Dilir Bhai, Shabbir Bhai, Arif's cousin Sunny, Ferdous from Chittagong also joined in. Avik Bhai joined us for the first time and what a difference his presence had made!<br /><br />5th March 2009. Thursday. We started from Dhaka on a direct bus to Teknaf. Almost our whole team formed on board the bus by the time the bus started from Fakirerpool at 9:15PM. Ferdous was supposed to join us at Teknaf. We were all tired after a hectic office day, but tiredness would not dare come near us when Avik Bhai was on board. We had fun all the way. We enjoyed our meal mid-way near Comilla. And this enjoyment was crucial to prepare ourselves for the long journey. The preparation obviouly had rest as an integral part of it. But when all hell broke loose from 3:00AM, rest became a luxury. Teknaf was in our sight before we could have a substantial rest. The dreamy landscape brought everyone to life. On our right, salt farms showed off their fragmented glass-like textures. Shallow hills gave them shelter and an excellent background. Our left had the end of those famrs, diminishing into the horizon, somewhere near the Naf River. The sun shone on our face from that direction.<br /><br />We reached Teknaf by around 8:15AM. Our ship, the Kutubdia, was pierside. We finished our breakfast at a makeshift restaurant and prepared to board. The place was teeming with tourists. We had suspected a big crowd there before we reached. It was a weekend and there was a highly publicised Ghuri Utsob. St Martin's is an island in the Bay of Bengal; the southernmost point of the country. Because of the need to travel on a ship, weather becomes a very important part of it. Only the dry season is suitable for a journey there. Other times of the year would have big enough waves to scare even the sturdiest of travellers. And these ships also don't operate in off-season. This is a the last month in the tourist season that starts after November.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/e2_34iNj1Rinrms9jrlQNA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbatUtjs3pI/AAAAAAAAM-A/nJ52stbRjd4/s288/DSC_1468.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The blue just got me crazy..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/JAzTuG6kBI8Wq9fZ2U13BA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbatdNpnylI/AAAAAAAAM-Y/4yXV3bG9NA4/s288/DSC_1477.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Layers............01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/NpulWnh1BFE9Orga84kcdw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbatemRcZTI/AAAAAAAAM-g/73IN23Zzxpo/s288/DSC_1496.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Spreading wings...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/yOXqYIpinhx73m6N657MsA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sbatgpf4OiI/AAAAAAAAM-o/dX1HuYz381s/s288/DSC_1500.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Seeing blue...........01<br /><br /><br />We boarded the Kutubdia by around 9:00AM. It was a heavy rush. We went on enjoying the landscape while we walked down the pier to board the ship. All of us wanted to stop mid-way down the pier to have some snaps. We took our seats amid a bit of chaos. And waited. Brown-headed gulls were displaying their in-flight abilities. Scavenging for the left-over from the ships, they attracted enough attention from the passengers from the ships. The waiting wasn't that boring actually. The blue waters of the Naf were washing the feet of those blue hills; as if the blue came from the water! The other bank of the river belongs to Myanmar. The Naf is basically the borderline between Bangladesh and Myanmar. It was a bright sunny day, though a bit of cloud was hanging overhead. <br /><br />To our surprise, the ship crew almost forgot their schedule. They got lost in another world for more than an hour and didn't even think of moving the ship before 10:00AM. What we had heard was that a big chunk of the passengers got late in a bus. And the ship authorities decided to give them a concession at the expense of our patience. Anyway, the ship finally moved by around 10:15AM. <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/4o7AS6okkq3fzbb-1T4JyQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sbatmxb_dBI/AAAAAAAAM_A/4KNZLyIm9fs/s288/DSC_1513.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Must be a very good super-glue commercial........<br />This may look life-threatening....... but this is daily fodder for many.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_HMKDyN-zQBkXnftxGUsIA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbatrSs-N8I/AAAAAAAAM_Q/3hKowP0jIYw/s288/DSC_1523.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Living in a dreamscape.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/RkS0wVy3P1UYDKXHWnsL7Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj7DcEzjT3d7rUjJ1clbC7xOO3a6GRPSszZ8EdlldI75aQPDzo3duE8OhkVB_L7_f_XDAHFpMexy_Zpw5xV81ZS8qL3ZkzUWPGrzeEWsOTQvJ-HCg1JhSjkNGWYUcXJDzDAa6SHxFVL6I/s288/DSC_1532.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Life is hard......... fishermen dragging nets in the waters of the Naf River in search of shrimp fries..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/qzbbu3iBftx0bhBPtyhp8A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaSnidGufh7g1_r7fOVg39FwAq6-KhMYHppXfWxP8FaC4p4bo-4QmAdvgbvGUnoeYY1gamaIV9W6ue9bwG67xHIMUg_3Lz8NpXggekbwXgca_X1TuweGGJBG567pEIoXI7vRFi-uikqlk/s288/DSC_1559.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Curves............<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/dJhl91A52HL9hwgNTeWOKw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbauB8JAfiI/AAAAAAAANAQ/OSb68_AzzNU/s288/DSC_1575.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Layers............02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/1j83cBndY_2uTkuwiq7QEA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbauDSQjAyI/AAAAAAAANAY/DKCUXx3sZiI/s288/DSC_1580.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Layers............03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/1Ikmewvg0RRLRJtpz7pL3Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbauGqFWYrI/AAAAAAAANAg/7YmXU0vq5uY/s288/DSC_1582.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Layers............04<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/5Yps4ku4SokBx7QbH2N1fg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbbDtigcg9I/AAAAAAAANPQ/cUouzdAhvR4/s288/DSC_4344.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Leaving Teknaf..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/O0i81wDH1pyCyZK2dgVTcA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbauIzxA2xI/AAAAAAAANAo/J_VC07juMIw/s288/DSC_1586.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A Myanmar boat...........<br /><br /><br /><br />Not a very big ship this Kutubdia. But wasn't too small either. A bit crowded for our choice though. All the three decks of the ship were full of passengers. We were on the top deck, enjoying the view and concentrating on clicking. As we moved along the Naf River, we enjoyed a superb view of the southernmost tip of Bangladesh. Hills of Teknaf decored Naf with their unique shapes and textures. Mangrove trees protected the foot of those hills from the saline water. Fishermen were fishing near the shores dragging their nets in shallow waters. Numerous fishing boats were also all over the place. Some trawlers flying Myanmar flags were also shuttling people between Myanmar and Bangladesh. Curiosity was in the faces of those passengers. They looked at us like some alien species!<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/rHfueJvuv76c2bsDbqsuew?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbauM55TKwI/AAAAAAAANA4/0cNjAqtCrZk/s288/DSC_1595.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The Myanmar temple............<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/kcjLckhNYRgrxqhZwkPsOw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbauP7Ur3II/AAAAAAAANBA/jTotMOyz_hU/s288/DSC_1621.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A lone sail-boat........ quite a rare sight......... this is the end of Bangladesh mainland.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/QdVpOQ5DY2zTojT4LuHs0w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbaugtvZG8I/AAAAAAAANB8/mw7Dfp-1INo/s288/DSC_1659.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Gulls of all kinds flocked on a small islet, protected by those big waves........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/4v1mB2r1kISRIFQITOKlxA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sbaui7S1nNI/AAAAAAAANCE/532yw9s18ho/s288/DSC_1663.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Two dots in the blue...........<br /><br /><br /><br />We could feel it when the ship entered the realms of the Bay of Bengal from the Naf. A bit of rolling began to remind us of that. A big flock of gulls were resting on a small island at the very end of Teknaf's landmass. Big white waves surrounded that small dry place. The waves looked scary, but they almost looked like sentries guarding those birds. The big Myanmar temple was visible on the other end; albeit a bit far from us. The ship was driving along the right bank, keeping itself within the international boundaries of Bangladesh. <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/oyei_qpkpCSO2R-L9bfGaQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbaupxmMKxI/AAAAAAAANCk/CkeggVx0HLg/s288/DSC_1672.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Land of eternal blue........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/wy5qgBrbfWSt_4bbrO3r_A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbauvYlKWtI/AAAAAAAANC0/VooJnt23Wqk/s288/DSC_4373.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Floating paintings..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ljKV9PKr9nDyD5NK2lONAw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sbauye5Lv0I/AAAAAAAANC8/BNQU9rh8g-0/s288/DSC_1678.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A light moment in time...........<br /><br /><br />The journey began to get a bit monotonous after a while. Some of us caught a bit of rest within this time. We finally began to see the coral island in the horizon by around 12:30PM. The island was some sight seen from the ship. The pier there was crowded. Another ship was already docked there. Our ship docked by around 1:00PM. Another rush ensued. We waited until it was easy enough to disembark. We took several covered rickshaw vans, which were designed specifically to carry tourists. After a short rider, these colourful rickshaw vans took us near our staying place, "Neel Digonte Resort". The short journey gave us a look of the island's inner landscape. There was evidence everywhere that this is a coral island. The resort faces west, whereas, we landed on the north-west side of the island.<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/tX3tmDa1c43axNcAb_kc8Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sbau4B684PI/AAAAAAAANDM/TWLtNmUvOR8/s288/DSC_4378.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The coconut path...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KPObHEM4VPt4GetRFl_iDg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbavCRXtAQI/AAAAAAAAND8/WzZV5mHFqt8/s288/DSC_4379.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Part of the colourful Neel Digonte Resort...........<br /> <br /><br />We freshened up and took our lunch quickly. We were hungry like anything and whatever we had, seemed like food from heaven. We had fresh Koral fish caught by the island fishermen. After a short rest and recuperation, most of us had enough. They rushed to the beach after 3:00PM, while some others waited at the cottages for a more suitable weather. We stayed at several cottages and our neighbour was Mr. Hasan Imam Choudhury Tinku, who runs a TV show named "Banglalink Banglar Pothey", a travel show, which gained much popularity within a short time. We made friends with Tinku Bhai and he also took pleasure to give us travel tips. He went there with his wife and camera crew to cover the Ghuri Utsob (Kite Festival). <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/G9yPATDBuPaHbKfSccoFQA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicTiGP91q4Fw-FKP6eSrIv2IPsfwuTsRN4k4DbBfGVSpnnLPZWQPXYKVXPAyKLoUjRXesaeI0cHldSnuvS4tQ1AbCQEnVWe0dMFQVBCzic1kVTKHNQTEi9a5NCBUhFLRGC23yRgmRyqS8/s288/DSC_1691.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Black Drongo at Neel Digonte Resort........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/uvQCHV1aTrioALUUosHwdg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sbau-d4iYeI/AAAAAAAANDs/o7zEPseTh2Y/s288/DSC_1736.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A White Wagtail on coral...... Neel Digonte Resort.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_murTbiSJwsl5gs5SlC1qw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbavAY3tdHI/AAAAAAAAND0/39gMdCs_Zk8/s288/DSC_1747.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Any ID on this one??<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/2zWPjvOqYknhKOQN3TSRag?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbavHBDO_wI/AAAAAAAANEM/bU5LMTc8fgI/s288/DSC_1751.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Layers of gold............<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/357QjA4koXwAV_KkA7_jBA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbavLQhMNqI/AAAAAAAANEU/U3YpeC0Fif0/s288/DSC_4388.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Repairs.......... a couple of local fishermen repairing a boat....... these boats require regular repairs to keep them seaworthy........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/1UDZBZAEC4JAdVEeG4Ze1Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbavNNWogmI/AAAAAAAANEc/RXTrk800EXc/s288/DSC_4389.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Sunbathing............<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/wC6WXb2zVNSDfDhAP7bjbw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbavPptSBtI/AAAAAAAANEk/jIUXejptK9c/s288/DSC_1774.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Just peeping..............<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/zZNLa9uNB3m8kx8zUX2apg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbavR6nt2cI/AAAAAAAANEs/RYiFdIwml0Y/s288/DSC_1778.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Those days............<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/TYiBkPk4VQbO_MyLo5KyhA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbavUQOIxiI/AAAAAAAANE0/zAygvx3hpqo/s288/DSC_4395.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Nature's patterns.........<br /><br /><br /><br />I waited at the cottages for the sun to lose its temper. By this time, I had a close look at some birds. Wagtails, kingfishers, drongos and other types of birds declared the presence of vibrant lives there. I cooled off a bit and went to the beach after 4:00PM. It was still warm. The sun was leaning on the western waters. Golden reflections on the water slowly began to turn reddish. A small number of boats decorated the rather empty beach. Coral rocks were there on the beach, but there were some areas that were free of them. Those areas gave a good opportunity to bathe in the sea. Some of our friends had a nice time out there. <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/kxg-5pI_NdtyWHl9kuecTQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbavWllzDqI/AAAAAAAANE8/8FfswyLu0Qk/s288/DSC_1782.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Liquid gold...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/rjVkLxnRDXrts3Bcq4pZDg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbavYUXkTKI/AAAAAAAANFE/S3i_NuGxV7k/s288/DSC_1789.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Just a moment in time..........01 <br />Children on St Martin's island may not be the luckiest in the world, but they do decorate the beautiful island with their gracious presence............<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/E1zzDnO8DEvjw1AAv-y7zA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbavaXSYu0I/AAAAAAAANFM/e1GKj7Qnuzk/s288/DSC_1794.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Just a moment in time..........02<br /><br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/nqnRtJD34e8RClYQaErs3g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyCG8p8_ejLPR9abChcZULd8VitvZyq0EER5gPAK1-7Zwy-Y5pkPfyhQ5BfHeE-Y-axMwbpdxxL7ZK1k8hhkd1FzMqOpUryHRmrH8yZR6BS95OM9V9OuG-F83yq6WZQJ3yiCZoJ0v9fpU/s288/DSC_1803.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Sharing the smallest of pleasures.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/2OEawEkXSiXtSVkl1c1hhg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbavgHQU72I/AAAAAAAANFk/cWl-pN5-zvg/s288/DSC_1813.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Perfect balance..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/TjwuEJYZzFVuRmP2X6L-kA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbavlV7oNyI/AAAAAAAANF0/MkPq2kTmxKs/s288/DSC_1830.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Celebration...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ek7r4mAxuEvLTg6A7zQzYA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbavsGoM8rI/AAAAAAAANGE/o4BZ_Pzszuk/s288/DSC_1845.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Sunset at St Martin's Island........... 06 March 009<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/GuoV4gTGhqqBlgQrrS3m0g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sbavvzqw5uI/AAAAAAAANGM/RBvjtvok-4Y/s288/DSC_4400.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Corals in colours..............01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/F_ZDgt7mz2H07oWLXlxWnA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sbav20bA2bI/AAAAAAAANGc/xhZgHyXYfVQ/s288/DSC_4405.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Corals in colours..............02<br /><br /><br /><br />We began to move northward, where coral was a bit more visible. A crowded bazaar area was near the northern edge. We stopped short of that. Some of us went back near the resort. Some trials of Ghuri Utsob were held in the late hours. The Ghuri Utsob team stayed at "Seemana Periye Resort", which was right beside our resort. I stayed at the beach near the corals to enjoy the sunset. Some local children also brought their own kites to have some fun in their own way. The red glow of the skies didn't last too long, but it was enough for a bit of clicking.<br /><br />The evening didn't have a lot of adventure. We were dead tired and we decided to relax in our quarters until we went to our beds. This small episode turned out to be the most enjoyable event of the whole tour. We enjoyed the 'adda' like anything and enjoyed light moments among us. Avik Bhai, as usual, led the way. We finished our dinner at the resort, though we were thinking of diversifying the place of our meal. Our tired bodies didn't give us much of a chance. We went back to our quarters to find some badly needed sleep. Our plan was to wake up pretty early with the aim of reaching Chhera Dweep. We were all supposed to leave the island by the afternoon; so, early morning journey didn't have any alternative if we wanted to see the island. <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ODkur9F1fNXyXF84jEw-iw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sbav8SF5KgI/AAAAAAAANGs/P1NXuUqQjZY/s288/DSC_1865.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Washing the corals right after sunrise..........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/YYYad3ifNbf-7Z9wSc-22A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbawAKj109I/AAAAAAAANG0/0VKnU1cvXJs/s288/DSC_1871.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Washing the corals right after sunrise..........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/RuqVk3QnH5ZRPv6dpewzNw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbawEtlolzI/AAAAAAAANG8/ssx1Y-nNIE4/s288/DSC_1875.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Washing the corals right after sunrise..........03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/DLsvMKsQA4OC2-FifyPr1w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbawHZLFAdI/AAAAAAAANHE/WW3igMxOSmo/s288/DSC_1879.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Waves of the blue..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/l2NDp3gXU8GYSY8RgaLnXg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbawOoXMsqI/AAAAAAAANHU/aT5oNRcE9Mo/s288/DSC_1880.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Fishermen of St Martin's Island start their journey pretty early in the morning.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/I7770OZ0U05x6itCMML4IQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbawU2gax_I/AAAAAAAANHc/45ZQKZy92fw/s288/DSC_1883.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Morning rays from the east hitting the corals on the western beaches........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0KpVArljVdyKgOl4yXvdFQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbawXQ0HeYI/AAAAAAAANHk/TRfOzz7GLT8/s288/DSC_4410.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Santa Maria, Pinta and Nina...........<br /><br /><br /><br />We did wake up pretty early. Sunrise wasn't the most rewarding as we found out. The sun actually rises above the coastal hills of Myanmar on the eastern side. So, dream of a classic sunrise was a bit premature. Anyway, we left our quarters after 6:00AM and reached the western beach. The option in front of us to reach Chhera Dweep was fishing trawlers. We discovered that boarding these trawlers from the beaches weren't the easiest if we were carrying our camera bags. Damage to photography gears became a prime concern. Not being absolutely sure about it, we decided to abort the mission. Some of us still wanted to go for it. They wanted to board bigger trawlers from the eastern piers, which should give them better chances with the security of their equipments. We went on shooting on the western beach until around 7:00AM.<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/kq3n9z3E14wQgXJbKwA5Eg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJw3OvwG-aBlig6TWeIL8U0H7fw1dX7jbJBoRFYW28JcxCVeQr2pNKNtDkBXUkJ3bVR_qjMy8h7pr0KpY67ulJdxdCbW3qnHtwkQp7lfh17e93-Je9oUQCoHYVpnDYVngbGjJvu_PMosY/s288/DSC_1884.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The heart of St Martin's.......... full credit to Avik Bhai for finding this.......<br /><br /><br />We again boarded some rickshaw vans and went for the piers. We finished our breakfast there at a restaurant and went to the beach beside the pier. Some of us left the piers to cover the Ghuri Utsob, which was supposed to start shortly. Three of us went to Chhera Dweep and four of us decided to walk along the beach to do some photography. I was part of this last group. <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/6qB_QoesbyFknrTXaWBVmw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6Do9qcMGfplhmgbCB_0wCVOY-mep8drSedD93RMbWmtdvC5WRnJ0qNR_EavUMWacM06VL50jSUb3mw8XqGL8DsQXnr6QmoqTHhX4YMXatrpUgLcOx6Exo_cenzgu3YzJe-3KHeHY3NcU/s288/DSC_1888.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Empty chairs.............<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/MbK4ZOzQ601Lr6cp3v-J7Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sbaw3bIa6sI/AAAAAAAANIk/NjM-rIcywSU/s288/DSC_1890.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Patches..............<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ZTOaKDxUQxbjHjM7II4VXw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sbaw962_OwI/AAAAAAAANI0/kPndrBwhIVE/s288/DSC_1894.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Washing the beaches............<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/mcwYSOAId5vnMOEMAQAC_A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4M4fnm-Dg29vzuIFF0Pdz4beiyzMF91asky4JJ_up6n3ZwZzimd_SRC90kOmweTPjo6NxzLtVj2CYonVpltm5oH6ldqdmSBfsLxgyrbVQs62Mnej7S5RilEWpkNdNJv3YgiRDYbCpq0g/s288/DSC_4426.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Morning ride............<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/g2sRyZ3FY1Ju-3H-Ahnqig?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbaxD1QExbI/AAAAAAAANJE/xPqtdWJyYxE/s288/DSC_4445.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Its a doggy dog world out there..........<br /><br /><br /><br />Some empty beach chairs were getting tanned under the morning sun, which was not too mild. Dogs were playing on the beach and posed in front of our cameras. And there were quite a few of them. This is an island, and whatever animals enter here, don't get a lot of opportunity to leave. We proceeded along the coast and saw boats crossing us; one after the other. Some fishermen were repairing their nets on the beach. Battering of time had some effect on the nets. Marks of numerous repairs were there. Patches of contrasting colours created some unique patterns on the rather featureless beach.<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/EOyMHNKCE8AsWwRHJpPUhg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbaxKMPfWFI/AAAAAAAANJU/T6CQ4yfhN94/s288/DSC_4449.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The big red ones...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/jy1ie__uzqwLOsAc-FZ4zw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbaxNFdv4GI/AAAAAAAANJg/ZNrQ_Rp6JF8/s288/DSC_4453.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The small ones.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/afIF84DBDZHesfZiWyzr0Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbaxP2q5DMI/AAAAAAAANJo/pmAPb6oMVnU/s288/DSC_4460.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Shah Alam is a typical St Martin's child...... he's one of five children of his fisherman father........ his father went for fishing yesterday morning; he's going to come back tomorrow morning........ Shah Alam is one of those children who drop out of school because of their family's poor condition.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/mxt3Dyerew-dAxE35S6xog?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWiCrDCJhOujzKHs0Sv9dQTV9rNKroUR7_nBK9lcFYOWH0SJK5gmQdThfrAzpBUHXAuhXC7KGwpFa4ECHeirNO29PhboiY7xL1SG1PCGuCGabt4akcFJd6kua2Kn-NhPNVIHaXgXmSZls/s288/DSC_4502.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Sources of water.............<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/I7NMMW80txSuuo6vZjpzYA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbaxZ8YBJxI/AAAAAAAANKI/qR4BiiqjysA/s288/DSC_4515.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Waiting for something to happen..........<br /><br /><br /><br />We proceeded and at last decided to catch a bit of breath. A straight walk would've taken us to the same place where we stayed. So, we decided to explore this end a bit. We found some beach chairs with nice umbrellas above them and decided to test the comfort they could provide. And that was it. A nice rest ensued by around 8:45AM. A one-hour rest was extended into a two-hour one! The reporters from Ghuri Utsob gave a disappointing news--they started to wake up by around 10:00AM! So, the first kites could wait! <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/oYGJvOWxevqfnO1aQNl3tg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sbaxdh599yI/AAAAAAAANKQ/gWOQEbpmaTE/s288/DSC_1896.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Time and tide waits for none.........<br /><br /><br /><br />By around 11:00AM, we began to leave our comfortable position. Shabbir Bhai and especially Nurur Bhai had a bit of a noisy nap. It was actually difficult to leave that wonderful relaxing place. We once again took some rickshaw vans and ended up somewhere near the beaches where Ghuri Utsob was supposed to start. And there they were! The kites began to come out one after the other. But they were only being tested. The wind was perfect. The last time I went to <a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2008/03/ghuri-utshob-kite-festival-lohajang.html">Kite Festival at Padma Resort </a>in 2008, the kites struggled for wind and only the small ones were worthy of flying. But this time the wind had enough strength to fly kites of most sizes. <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Zkq9yc4LYTqM8HzAgSPXDw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbaxnMlPmOI/AAAAAAAANKw/pKCkZ5-v8Vg/s288/DSC_1900.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />In control.............<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/t99Rr9tKeZuR0gNjSG1ttg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sbax3_JnAbI/AAAAAAAANLQ/JI80d2WAsDI/s288/DSC_4523.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The bulls are coming...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Rh-P_feKvIYMpYWTFG9WdQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbaxzycgrCI/AAAAAAAANLI/y_qBELMMQcs/s288/DSC_1907.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Forming the weirdest of kites........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/dNvDGA_EnvQRySmxPFu3Cg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sbax9gPghFI/AAAAAAAANLo/Qu58V_CzIGw/s288/DSC_4566.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Around the sun............<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KpPxcvG0dAAvICfSOvfCBQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbayCBG2wrI/AAAAAAAANMA/WYjxec4qTXc/s288/DSC_1923.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Faces..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/gYg9StjGlHNczIwhL2bYqw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbayE0Fzu1I/AAAAAAAANMI/X9AxIXjFHjE/s288/DSC_1930.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Circle of colours...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/tjkMmAVfMM2hiiNfV2Z3lA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbayG5iGLjI/AAAAAAAANMQ/X0bkDrQRgPU/s288/DSC_1933.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The eye in the sky..........<br /><br /><br /><br />Enthusiasm began to grab us as more and more kites of different designs began to emerge out of Seemana Periye Resort. We all began to look at our watches. Our ship was supposed to leave by 3:00PM and a big rush made it mandatory to reach the piers by around 2:00PM. And we had to finish our lunch within this time! Morale began to drop and most of us began to think whether it would be possible to stay there for one more day. Three of us, Shabbir Bhai, Nurur Bhai and Dilir Bhai managed time to stay for one more day. The other 11 members were in a fix, but ultimately decided not to break the initial plan. It was a hard decision that had to be taken. It was very difficult to leave those kites behind. The festival just started, and now we have to leave! It made us sad. <br /><br />We finished our lunch in a bit of a hurry. We gave the duty of covering the festival to the three staying behind. We took some group photos with our team members plus the crew of the TV show "Banglalink Banglar Pothey". And there were went. We boarded some rickshaws once more and reached the piers just before 2:00PM. It was already pretty crowded. We had a hard time securing some seats. <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/HmM5DHF0mwd1eD9Irf3TwA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbayP32oI9I/AAAAAAAANMw/lCjQ9YR-h3A/s288/DSC_4597.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Seeing blue...........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/WzSYwDUw39PaLRjPJpNhMw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbayaxLsCPI/AAAAAAAANNQ/EvKf-EZT2Yg/s288/DSC_4627.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />All together...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/fLK40-fcKhdCXTrJzL0_kA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sbayd8KVlfI/AAAAAAAANNY/HFi7fllJ-Ag/s288/DSC_4640.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />An exception...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/BhbKjEAR0HRvLnpq6xFFNw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sbayhbj5nPI/AAAAAAAANNg/38y3Rja0ifE/s288/DSC_4644.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Sun-baked nets..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cSjuAuuFw1zfoPIfvsps2w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbayoVglvfI/AAAAAAAANNw/cBqofsVMz7U/s288/DSC_4649.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Layers of gold...........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/aAKOgnFocPVkBLwSd1cCLQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbayrSMJ5II/AAAAAAAANN4/ehum_oJ3aUw/s288/DSC_4665.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Defying gravity............<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/n3IeUhma9Hj_0dMzIuGunQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sbayt6eMLqI/AAAAAAAANOA/1p0T2u0K6Jg/s288/DSC_4687.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Layers of gold...........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/eq6Qi_M9_9PcoDx4Ll-cpg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SbayyjZzHZI/AAAAAAAANOQ/-O7MqWvoy3U/s288/DSC_4711.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Showing the wings in the afternoon sun........<br /><br /><br />The return journey aboard the Kutubdia was a bit different. It was late in the afternoon and the sun was setting behind those hills of Teknaf. The glowing sun was against our cameras, right behind the hills that we tried to keep in focus. The golden rays illuminated the surroundings and turned the place into gold! It was much more than our cameras could describe! <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/FfIIu17Z9wpcKKi-n1cfCw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sbayv9Av4PI/AAAAAAAANOI/8U_7jncfMTA/s288/DSC_4689.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Layers............05<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/bmm3gg8cuD1r-DRqaiEWqw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sbay3MskWPI/AAAAAAAANOg/o-K240J6xm8/s288/DSC_4741.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Layers............06<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/IaSx-i5ntTimlcHz-psiDQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sbay9M5m3-I/AAAAAAAANOw/yOuKGeEV38w/s288/DSC_4751.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Layers............07<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/z_6OKBVw20UtJX_kWIMzaA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/Sbay51LSqgI/AAAAAAAANOo/kGjQl_K4gt0/s288/DSC_4748.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/StMartinSIslandMarch2009?feat=embedwebsite">St Martin's Island, March 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />That blue would be in my mind until I revisit St Martin's.............<br /><br /><br /><br />The sun went behind the hills quite quickly and the hills turned bluish. A cold light began to engulf the river and its surroundings, which were being baked in a golden stove just moments ago! It was a superb transformation.<br /><br />It was around 5:30PM and we had booked our bus tickets. We relaxed a bit and had some evening meals at a makeshift restaurant (the same one where we had our first breakfast). The bus finally came at around 6:40PM and the long journey started. <br /><br />This return bus journey wasn't even close to as noisy as it was during the inward journey. Tiredness was in everyone's face. Rest was the name of the game. And it was rest all the way. Some road mishaps ahead of us delayed our journey by almost two hours, which made sure that we couldn't reach Dhaka before 7:15AM.<br /><br />A first ever journey to a place always brings excitement. And if the place is like St Martin's Island, its doubly rewarding. That blue is still in my mind. I'm yet to enjoying everything at St Martin's. Another visit there seems like a mandatory thing for me! And there was the Ghuri Utsob, which I hardly had a glimpse of! It was painful to leave the kites behind. It was a wonderful tour alright, but it was a tour which increases the desire for me.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546108028283954440.post-58849179525602424512009-03-02T00:43:00.003+06:002009-03-02T01:48:23.066+06:00Kamalapur Railway Station, Dhaka, February 2009<span style="font-weight:bold;">Life at Kamalapur Railway Station</span><br />Dhaka, Bangladesh<br /><br />28 February 2009<br /><br />The last time I went to Kamalapur Railway Station, it was right before the Eid-ul Fitr holidays, in <a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2008/10/ttl-photowalk-kamalapur-dhaka-october.html">October 2008</a>. That time, it was a photowalk organised by members of "Through the Lens: Bangladesh" group of Flickr. This time again, it was no exception. Credit should go to Shudipto, Kamrul, Kamal, Arif and Tahmid for making this happen. The idea was to spend enough time there so that a kind of a photostory can be developed. But I went there a bit too late actually, which reduced my efforts to a short glimpse of life at Kamalapur. I spend only a couple of hours there. But I was able to get a glimpse of that short time.<br /><br />Here are some of my captures from there:<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/2bVkcngb_xvTWDJJ01v6ig?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SamP-JAygNI/AAAAAAAAM4o/kyXES7L1t7Y/s288/DSC_4165.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KamalapurRailwayStation28February2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kamalapur Railway Station, 28 February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />In the name of religion.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/GlRhDH_vDGWNQuCoBaoNCw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SamQC98QV_I/AAAAAAAAM4w/p8WUJIxneZo/s288/DSC_4178.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KamalapurRailwayStation28February2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kamalapur Railway Station, 28 February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />When the head has little else to do........<br />Children of Kamalapur may not have everything, but they certainly know how to get the best out of what they have..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Hkz4HvHqdr-x1W8Zyz9ASA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SamQE2RnrwI/AAAAAAAAM44/z9zrrZiapww/s288/DSC_4182.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KamalapurRailwayStation28February2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kamalapur Railway Station, 28 February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Leisure time........<br />The porters at Kamalapur do get their leisure time in between train arrivals...... They have their own ways of finding entertainment........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/32ZRGNrcVE_Grxl05Q8oiw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SamQJb1YQ8I/AAAAAAAAM5I/xvqLOK9tQ-I/s288/DSC_4195.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KamalapurRailwayStation28February2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kamalapur Railway Station, 28 February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Rock soldiers!!!<br />Railway workers continue maintenance of railway lines...... They arrange rocks using the simplest of tools...... But their work is very important to say the least....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ev8agNgCPWtrxdfGoDS69w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SamQLJ0ud7I/AAAAAAAAM5Q/zo6uUP1EKW4/s288/DSC_4201.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KamalapurRailwayStation28February2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kamalapur Railway Station, 28 February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />In this playground..........<br />Some children spend their time around the parked locomotives, while others utilise their time getting some nap.....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/lL-SK5rRqvoGyMvJswgCyQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SamQMvEWwGI/AAAAAAAAM5Y/Wpr6alnFu3c/s288/DSC_4223.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KamalapurRailwayStation28February2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kamalapur Railway Station, 28 February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />No arrivals, no crowd.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/8elExEvTCayInmraLfUb_w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SamQOh-IKNI/AAAAAAAAM5g/oI_4vbon778/s288/DSC_4226.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KamalapurRailwayStation28February2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kamalapur Railway Station, 28 February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />They keep it clean...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/5Xtc5KVqFjcKc9m2UEm7LQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SamQQvgQ8NI/AAAAAAAAM5o/qPXoJT7Rsko/s288/DSC_4230.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KamalapurRailwayStation28February2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kamalapur Railway Station, 28 February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Waiting for the arrivals.........<br />This little boy work as a porter and he spends his time like anyone else, waiting for the trains........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/awKOshTuq61RE6NBYGqeWg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SamQSFAil-I/AAAAAAAAM5w/sQEoQeAeXVY/s288/DSC_4231.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KamalapurRailwayStation28February2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kamalapur Railway Station, 28 February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Salesman........<br />This young chap sells little home-made cookies all day....... He starts his day at 6:00AM and goes on until he can empty his pack...... Most of the times, he can go home in the afternoon; sometimes, he gets lucky and his goods are sold off by noon....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/-v1VamuTDniS7tgpnY4eQg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-vd7hKFKkfyPP2jyMAz4h_rVpGaognnbVRx5jo40OvJetPypu7JdwLXCrnv7kcgekW0vhxBnFqqVUIATP2YyP0iBzLnRWyJga8QR79lmYVOkopJKc5PNWz5V8EsSaZuuJ0ZE-TnGySPM/s288/DSC_4237.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KamalapurRailwayStation28February2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kamalapur Railway Station, 28 February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Some of the porters have enough time for a game, others consider resting as more important......... Busy hours are ahead.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/yfNylRkjiH73PhgWEXi_IQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SamQXUncFfI/AAAAAAAAM6I/zk2Sd4Ktb14/s288/DSC_4239.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KamalapurRailwayStation28February2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kamalapur Railway Station, 28 February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The arrival.........<br />The moment a train arrives at the platform, the whole place transforms into a hustling bustling place........ <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/no6Yj3UoCyfeksJ__93_Lg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SamQZF1PZPI/AAAAAAAAM6Q/zh4eJfitIZI/s288/DSC_4242.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KamalapurRailwayStation28February2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kamalapur Railway Station, 28 February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />First win........<br />Porters are in a bit of a competition getting access to the arriving trains....... Some go forward and try to board the train before it even reaches the platform...... This is a dangerous game, but to them its worth the risk.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/05dLGdqBc7TCI2FA9rlnBg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SamQcVON8lI/AAAAAAAAM6g/cpk3wA6uaD0/s288/DSC_4249.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KamalapurRailwayStation28February2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kamalapur Railway Station, 28 February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />To catch a train...........01<br />Young porters run to occupy a door of an arriving train before it even stops.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/YVeKgzynWoSIVwO8ZQuA_A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SamQeP28PgI/AAAAAAAAM6o/litfTNMYoM4/s288/DSC_4253.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KamalapurRailwayStation28February2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kamalapur Railway Station, 28 February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />To catch a train...........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Kq_CKnjlJ7BSCh03tG_gZw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SamQfohpA9I/AAAAAAAAM6w/t4BdgMFJ1EU/s288/DSC_4258.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KamalapurRailwayStation28February2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kamalapur Railway Station, 28 February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />To catch a train...........03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/1gc-3wAPJpuJuXPmDOiQUA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SamQhJ2x41I/AAAAAAAAM64/7w7EJiQlzGo/s288/DSC_4262.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KamalapurRailwayStation28February2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kamalapur Railway Station, 28 February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />To catch a train...........04<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/YEPKgVuX7QW5WOsBr-uwqw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SamQkoCVwOI/AAAAAAAAM7I/W5kLPJKnTUQ/s288/DSC_4276.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KamalapurRailwayStation28February2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kamalapur Railway Station, 28 February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Expectation..........<br />A young boy waits in front of a window in expectation of some work..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/zSFhVCa5lWA8BUTy5PoQXQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SamQoS_kU1I/AAAAAAAAM7Y/te506M5SKC8/s288/DSC_4281.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KamalapurRailwayStation28February2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kamalapur Railway Station, 28 February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Young shoulders...........<br />These children have no other choice but to take up work at this tender age....... Their families depend of their income to a varying degree...... Life is not so forgiving for them..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/XtgadrvHB2w4rsnhUkwXzg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SamQqa3YYCI/AAAAAAAAM7g/ZpVS4lVWt5I/s288/DSC_4285.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KamalapurRailwayStation28February2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kamalapur Railway Station, 28 February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Age is no issue when it comes to need..........<br />Elderly people are also part of the porter crowd at work at Kamalapur........ Life is not that forgiving for the people of Kamalapur........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/4x_vcjhsa5scbKfFD-Ok1Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SamQmhS5dwI/AAAAAAAAM7Q/FffkPVUUI30/s288/DSC_4280.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/KamalapurRailwayStation28February2009?feat=embedwebsite">Kamalapur Railway Station, 28 February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The rail king!!<br />Drivers of railway engines do play an important role behind keeping the lines of communication open........ Their machines are big, heavy, noisy and powerful...... Their characters don't always match that of the machines they control......Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546108028283954440.post-58355176456635050742009-02-22T19:45:00.008+06:002009-02-27T01:16:29.051+06:00Ekushey February, Dhaka, February 2009<span style="font-weight:bold;">Remembering the Language Martyrs</span><br /><br />Dhaka, Bangladesh<br />21 February 2009<br /><br />It was 21 February. Spring. The month of Falgun in Bengali calendar. A special day. This is the day when young voices refused to bend in front of the then Pakistani Government’s decision to reject Bangla in favour of Urdu. Streets wore reddened, but the voices were so strong that the despotic government had to let go. That day of 1952 came alive once again. The sacrifices of that day are the reasons why we can talk in Bengali today. As usual, the day was celebrated with great enthusiasm. The souls of Salam, Rafiq, Barqat, Jabbar were there somewhere; watching us; shedding tears from the heavens. It was a day of remembrance and mourning, as much as a celebration of the results of their sacrifices. And its no longer a celebration of a historic day alone; its not just a day for Bangladesh; it’s the International Mother Language Day. This is the day when we celebrate the privilege of being able to speak in our mother tongue. This is a day of global significance. <br /><br />The main celebrations were, as usual, around Shaheed Minar, the monument in remembrance of the sacrifices of the language martyrs. I haven’t gone there for many years, mainly because of the deteriorating security issues. And this was the first time I went there with a camera. I started from Palasey intersection sometime after 7:00AM. And there was a huge crowd waiting there. I slowly moved towards the altar along with the massive crowd. This time, the security situation was even more heart-breaking. We had to go through so many checkpoints and searches that I even forgot why I went there! <br /><br />The reason behind high security was several attacks by zealots in recent years and their threats. Although their main wings have been crushed in recent times, splinter groups still posed a significant threat. Security measures on that day was especially tight because of an incident the earlier day, where a captured zealot was able to blow up a grenade just before a press conference. The captured zealots leaked enough information to ring the alarm bells. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ArYHxFCvwCzywZW64ALZkg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SaD9kyTcubI/AAAAAAAAMzw/NuVtWv4cHS8/s288/DSC_1373.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/EkusheyFebruary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ekushey February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />For them, its a day when they can play with flags........ street children playing in from TSC at Dhaka University<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/BW_I7ERA4i8EHAHCx8dRjA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SaD9qnqNnlI/AAAAAAAAMz4/Nin8qZxioXc/s288/DSC_1378.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/EkusheyFebruary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ekushey February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A contrast of tradition and globalisation.......... Raju Memorial at TSC at Dhaka University.........<br /><br /><br />Anyway, once I reached the altar, I found out that it wasn’t every gentleman’s game to break out from the crowd and go for some photography on the altar. I could see other photographers having a great time shooting there. But I couldn’t bypass the seemingly tough stance of the security people posted there. I came back disappointed, and met with my other photographer friends who spent the night at the altar. <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/xaou0hXAnl6R6jBrIhbu3w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SaD9vVH3w9I/AAAAAAAAM0A/pwZxsUEtUHs/s288/DSC_1379.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/EkusheyFebruary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ekushey February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />They would carry the flags........01<br />Some of the visitors were really small.... but they kept their above others, enjoying a great view......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/gtvT0jukmsZO0t2BB4RS1g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SaD-MOplYwI/AAAAAAAAM0g/uk6kZ_PS0W4/s288/DSC_4057.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/EkusheyFebruary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ekushey February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />They would carry the flags........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/gIoBQb_wp6ymj2UmW0L6TQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SaD-Tu7VhpI/AAAAAAAAM0o/GInTqRagXw4/s288/DSC_1415.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/EkusheyFebruary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ekushey February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />They would carry the flags........03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/XHMsECC5hiHN4NtMrUi_DQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SaD-EL7XwwI/AAAAAAAAM0Y/x4ZGKaA8Kdo/s288/DSC_4046.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/EkusheyFebruary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ekushey February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Tough security measures scared everyone........<br /><br /><br />My friends from “Through the Lens: Bangladesh” (TTL) group of Flickr arranged a photowalk for the night and the day. They documented the whole show from the preparations to the start of celebration at midnight, to the flood of people right after dawn. They had obtained security permission from the authorities, which I lacked. After a sleepless night, they still had the energy for yet another stint. All I needed to do was to join them. This time, it was around 9:00AM and the crowd grew even bigger. But this time, I was with my other photographer friends. Kamal did a great job as vanguard. Even though we were searched more than once, it was still less than what I had to go through during my first attempt. We were able to talk through. The situation became even better at the altar as we were allowed to go in! Wow!! That was some improvement since my last attempt! I was finally in the open. And my cameras were at work!<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ziZ0bxFqQ9TWVPquEDivTQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SaD-xjF8M-I/AAAAAAAAM1A/jfN1t2OekiU/s288/DSC_4081.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/EkusheyFebruary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ekushey February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />We remember the martyrs............01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ekKVxQFoDmfOMG2wmCB7hg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAlcC7wyMl7Qhs9Jsg7op8tng6T9qL67K5I-L9Uol_NizcK9MLCAbhF5bGg6vxVWNt9CIVeMDdZj9iWmzO5ixfkwzuKx2Iw8uy_X9KqtY85ywYhj3ASa45qg_LzYX5RJ5JN62MtZe8p0I/s288/DSC_4088.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/EkusheyFebruary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ekushey February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />We remember the martyrs............02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/3JLOJLJEVbb1JgwShuK3Kw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SaD_OfYmOtI/AAAAAAAAM1g/ZmHU6twEFNU/s288/DSC_4102.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/EkusheyFebruary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ekushey February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />We remember the martyrs............03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/kM75Bcl0BIXjnMRzK8p0og?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SaD_TBAj-tI/AAAAAAAAM1o/P-ufw9ZcAC0/s288/DSC_4103.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/EkusheyFebruary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ekushey February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />You'll always guide us............01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/PsF2jMGfU2TvWaj1IjhMjQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfnFYVxL-7ZgJKAkiCG73z9EFF5RQcpyBCGxRPNwdgSDqOzIKmnP4YJbzYSeBfDi_uRRw-YbTnB5NoZqQ-zFnJC0lmbp4jmprTfY52gybOA174blsd_u_GTP2hAUcpaYqgTGZxjxYsQSA/s288/DSC_4105.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/EkusheyFebruary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ekushey February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />You'll always guide us............02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/q5Fgfew4D-I5KAHFl704-g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SaD_eIEcaRI/AAAAAAAAM14/n3cIl4I1JpI/s288/DSC_4114.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/EkusheyFebruary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ekushey February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />You'll live among our hearts; in our thoughts; through generations..........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/azH6XnsSv_uM5ev8rv848A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SaD_jVf1lrI/AAAAAAAAM2E/k6AM1K4OlcI/s288/DSC_1428.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/EkusheyFebruary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ekushey February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />You'll live among our hearts; in our thoughts; through generations..........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/27uI5Inw8EhWae6--zCd2A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SaD-qo6fK5I/AAAAAAAAM04/aUmW7gXxs9o/s288/DSC_4075.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/EkusheyFebruary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ekushey February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Words of remembrance..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/wwfMNU86lFrC41HSizf-pA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SaD-hhtl1BI/AAAAAAAAM0w/I7hNmOqUOQ8/s288/DSC_4065.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/EkusheyFebruary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ekushey February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Alphabets............<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KCG9vfF7Zq7s-O6-NQEkxg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SaD--5EKy2I/AAAAAAAAM1Q/LK2oeNT8tDg/s288/DSC_4084.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/EkusheyFebruary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ekushey February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The map..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/oEc-lU4vx50qHnWfAoNwtA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SaEAEkSZo6I/AAAAAAAAM2k/9cMp_mYDl7Q/s288/DSC_4124.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/EkusheyFebruary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ekushey February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Designs..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/10GhbDHGSuBVv2UTCVGOvw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SaD_z0omsvI/AAAAAAAAM2c/1a8-6HtZUEY/s288/DSC_1444.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/EkusheyFebruary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ekushey February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Small, but meaningful..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/bJfwDPCgSZRDFHc9uhQozg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SaD_nWoml_I/AAAAAAAAM2M/JJca-0VmmoE/s288/DSC_1429.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/EkusheyFebruary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ekushey February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Big punch in small bag..........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Ko7hOkTdLaNMIfiH_1YUOw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SaD_uQFkw1I/AAAAAAAAM2U/U-ZTSXZS9g8/s288/DSC_1430.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/EkusheyFebruary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ekushey February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Big punch in small bag..........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/xrri1QLiYtRGtmpzOD_KJg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SaEALSkaHOI/AAAAAAAAM2s/n33chVzbPRs/s288/DSC_1447.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/EkusheyFebruary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Ekushey February 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Part of the scare.......... <br />This is the latest addition to the security forces...... SWAT....... trained in the United States and armed to their teeth, their presence was a real show of force.... but they were also responsible for the scare on people's faces.......<br /><br /><br /><br />We just went past security people and entered the altar. I had already packed my shoes and stowed into the empty camera bag. It’s a long tradition to take off the shoes as a show of respect for the martyrs. The whole altar was in colours! It was some sight! I hadn’t been lucky enough to see Shaheed Minar like this before. I was right in the middle of flowers. Flowers everywhere! I had to watch my steps. There were volunteers at work, who were ‘processing’ the flowers. Using those flowers, they were decorating the altar with beautiful designs, signs, maps, writing, and symbols. A crowd of photographers filled the very little space left on the altar. I was just one of many. I knew many of them; but some were not known. There were many professionals, as were many amateurs like me. <br /><br />I went on shooting there until I’ve found lighting conditions too harsh for good photography. It was around 10:30AM, when we finally broke off. It was a special day for me, as it was my first real photography at Shaheed Minar. I never had a camera with me when I had visited the place. This was the first time my memories of Shaheed Minar were captured in frames. I just can’t wait for next year.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546108028283954440.post-35205824776829375972009-02-06T22:06:00.006+06:002009-06-25T00:36:03.096+07:00BP Photowalk: Panamnagar, Sonargaon, January 2009<strong>Panamnagar: The Bricks are Changing</strong><br />BP Photowalk to Panamnagar, Sonargaon<br />Narayanganj, Bangladesh<br /><br />30 January 2009<br /><br />It was planned from some days back. Thanks to Monir for the plan. He selected the venue and called everyone. Bangladeshi Photographers (BP) group of Flickr hasn’t done many photowalks of late. And this one was one of those few. The outing was more of an “adda” than a photographic venture. Being able to meet the friends was more important that clicking. Yet, once someone goes out with a camera, its hard to keep quiet. And an historic site like Sonargaon doesn’t let anyone keep quiet.<br /><br />It was actually not the easiest to get a lot of people out there. The journey had to start pretty early in the morning, which wasn’t everyone’s breakfast on a weekend. But some did manage to show up; only six of us. We started from the bus stop near Gulistan. Even though our scheduled start was 8:00AM, we couldn’t make it before 8:30AM. Our target was to get there before the chaos started. It was a Friday, a holiday. And holidays are the worst time to visit such places. So many souls gather there on those days that it becomes virtually impossible to find the slightest bit of solitary spot. Early arrival over there gives us the chance to leave the crowd behind.<br /><br />We knew it’s a short journey from Dhaka to Sonargaon. But you can never be fully certain about the condition of traffic; even on a holiday. Our journey took us right through the traffic-jam infested Sayedabad area and that quagmire made sure that we couldn’t reach Sonargaon before 9:35AM. Straightaway we went for Panamnagar or Panam City as they call it, and finished our breakfast at a local restaurant. By around 10:15AM, we started to move slowly into the realms of Panam.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/GZma2ea-1lafBvfx5mGc3w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb4HMOFqiI/AAAAAAAAMdg/RKAeT4m85KE/s288/DSC_3373%20copy.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Panamnagar......... trying to catch up with time?<br /><br /><br /><br />This was my fourth visit there inside three years. Every time I went there, I observed change. And recording the change became more important to me each time. The “renovation” that’s going on over there is being doubted by many. Although those works can make the buildings last longer, they definitely wouldn’t make the buildings regain their earlier beauty. The old buildings no longer spread the aura as they used to several years back. It was living history back then, but now it’s a bland museum. A eviction process was on the way the last time I visited the place. Most buildings were empty by that time. Now, the buildings are still empty, yet, some of the buildings seemed occupied. The eviction process started the renovation work all right, but the work itself somehow failed to impress me.<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/BXtq3A4baWp9KBQw95vd9g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb4XAHNV8I/AAAAAAAAMd4/aIC19oce_Zo/s288/DSC_3376.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Disturbing peace of the past.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/aIe0BcUQjUy_CrRiSxEtnA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb4un2eVfI/AAAAAAAAMeQ/7hCLTn92Jvo/s288/DSC_1180.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Designs of humans and Nature........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/RiuILWjyTTfW99C9OFa7Fw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb4yYTYaVI/AAAAAAAAMeY/7B5T_7oP0GQ/s288/DSC_1181.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Designs of humans and Nature........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/5R0d7XSIUrFmaQBs4UdcWg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb46SnWlWI/AAAAAAAAMeo/YfPlkhpJ7_o/s288/DSC_1183.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Designs of humans and Nature........03 <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/qTxkMq6W08x5e0LMW6B4Cg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdizqBXfEOzPC_j9U0QzNIlWC4ESHJ4w24KBZmNutLTlWbp9uaoSpA6VeYqjOq4MYZ_I4Bcn6Q1sV8p6n05gXOHkHzB0cPJ_B8cilUNG2waZ1qT-agC_t1wdf6WgBHuzZWixCmh_vgXkI/s288/DSC_3391.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Textures of a bygone era.........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/2DXViZq3h62Jm_BL0re1rA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb5ZEahgiI/AAAAAAAAMfg/TUXAzSkf4Ks/s288/DSC_3394.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Glimpses from the past..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/SnY-ZZfFtwvbw99owgWPwg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb5bY6MhiI/AAAAAAAAMfo/RXjhD5CkZ0A/s288/DSC_3400.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Living in history.............01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/Ckl4vhxNL2_RvFmH-_EQEQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb5f27c8iI/AAAAAAAAMfw/5VZ0nWHdX2c/s288/DSC_3404.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Nature catches up..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/LLDW9lM7aXTyFJhw1ndV8g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb5q2TderI/AAAAAAAAMgI/GOD09NLVkDI/s288/DSC_3411.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Don't forget the light that brings you here..... for this is your beacon<br />(Model: Shudipto)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/sfwa8XvZChS5DOLz_2XWfg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb568nnfOI/AAAAAAAAMgs/wQ1lCu_Pwmw/s288/DSC_3432.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Textures of a bygone era.........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/Y55fhCEbVZBD4offFnfiBg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb6M1FH5wI/AAAAAAAAMhU/aZY-x7ubXBI/s288/DSC_3451.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Textures of a bygone era.........03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/3gkUwcfZl62Fcmi-lmKDvA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb7GQWlIVI/AAAAAAAAMhk/0b57UOVnHHA/s288/DSC_3459.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Let light come in, and don't you ever close the door..........<br />(Model: Shudipto)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/ge3P8hfaC6ocuTZQUr8Hng?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb7JZaMW2I/AAAAAAAAMhs/FRl_5AXiepA/s288/DSC_3461.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Living in history.............02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/L7xWTK3cra-PdOBQchxXqA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb7Md6bqlI/AAAAAAAAMh0/r8UR6FjlfHI/s288/DSC_1199.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Textures of a bygone era.........04<br /><br /><br />We veered off from the main street of Panam and proceeded north towards the solitary buildings that attracted me most during my previous tours there. We were shocked giving our first glance at the open field. There was an old Hindu Moth there on a big field. The north end of the field had paddy fields. Now there’s some stupid real estate people erecting a big structure, ruining the whole beauty of the place. We crossed the “real estate” land and moved into the solitary building complex. This complex is always my prime target. I can’t get tired of this building. A family still lives there. Sunlight was shearing through the thick curtain of tree-leaves. It took us to the past. The textures are simply amazing, though ruinous. We clicked away to our heart’s content. The building complex is in terrible shape; on the verge of ruination. Its not going to be long before this becomes history on photographs only. Sonargaon is also very good place for birdwatching. I saw or heard quite a few brids there. I've noticed this during my previous visits there.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/WW9BifuYCF39B2Gw0bZAgw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb7WHCekfI/AAAAAAAAMic/thH1Nc4TkTI/s288/DSC_1212.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Nature does it better.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/sMp1UXTdu5KKL6vZskSLeQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb7ZFEANpI/AAAAAAAAMik/XiBMqfPkAKY/s288/DSC_3474.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Living in history.............03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/oRhGeyjT25yfnHnbkol06Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb7iFa2uCI/AAAAAAAAMi8/9SBqp0prChg/s288/DSC_1218.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Eating away.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/oOgeLqAsU3SRX4ax4Y4GGA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb7qjnL1II/AAAAAAAAMjU/fW5R_5Ik6lU/s288/DSC_3482.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Designs of humans and Nature........04<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/_EIV5v5OAt1Mi_UoUW8oiw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb76RqtFLI/AAAAAAAAMkE/F4k1sJGLXmQ/s288/DSC_3545.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Let there be light...........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/xUlXQwQVabulk56eMNDlIQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb7_U2i6UI/AAAAAAAAMkU/tTujgCdqZlo/s288/DSC_3554.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Let there be light...........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/BlyKvlgfKGeizxspbGzWBQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb8Feqeg4I/AAAAAAAAMkk/fSooVKnXBdo/s288/DSC_3584.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Let there be light...........03<br />(Model: Shudipto)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/Mu6eVZE4vUKCigSaZvmWug?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb8He9tbTI/AAAAAAAAMks/AzKLAjpm0nE/s288/DSC_3585.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Let there be light...........04<br />(Model: Shudipto)<br /><br /><br /><br />We moved on. Monir led us to yet another building complex. It probably was a former treasury. This complex was a shadow of its past; hardly had anything there. Two small structures were struggling to survive against Nature's game of time. A couple of open wondows there were letting in the sun. I just thought if there were some smog there, it could produce mind-blowing sun-rays. I shared it with Shudipto. And as active as he is, he started working with a definite purpose straightaway! Without a second thought, we found Shudipto fully ready with all the ingredients. There was fire! And there was smoke! And thats what we wanted, wasn't it? Sun-rays sneaked through and the clickers got crazy! The smoke didn't last that long, but this time, Monir took over and he wanted even more fire! There was fire again and we clicked smoke. It was great fun and the results were not short of being truly amazing!<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/Rxd98HQgE9d9fufC9PPzkA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb8PdZy-4I/AAAAAAAAMlE/jrBSusS4EI8/s288/DSC_3594.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Fishing...........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/QpJnbGVFNj1RuOOoYwbvxg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb8VEJl3WI/AAAAAAAAMlU/m9E2kowsltE/s288/DSC_1234.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Fishing...........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/r1xwJVcF_R7_xbZDlHQ5mw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb8XA0g_1I/AAAAAAAAMlc/YWxoLzQtTAg/s288/DSC_3610.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Hope...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/Rfe8KcxxWXyLB9KX0v7NXA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb8Zvi59MI/AAAAAAAAMlk/Ewhxnh41WyU/s288/DSC_3621.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />"I swear, I don't know where my pants gone!!"<br /><br /><br />We explored the local area a little bit. We watched a little fishing in a local pond and spent some time with village children. I always find the smiles on their faces amazing. They give me hope to think. This is one of the reasons why I never give up trying; I just know there is light.<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/beIFhO3IY7SiKT7ZgCw0DA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5xTQ68rteLGwou20mhZFhz0xq6TETctE6xT3ROeDNGf_D8tnSn0d0zU_HbnwTKv_RYKw2qh9VLWVPRE7V4aw9d2pgqOmrL7kDQDYxv0o241pSchvLmyLG4ybVoI5G-7iY9Xu5RyQNWqY/s288/DSC_3629.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Disturbed peace..........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/QBxnSr_dcyEsLtpQCBjRWw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb8iqeOj7I/AAAAAAAAMmI/Wfclq7f7UsA/s288/DSC_3631.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Doors.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/80jz3g-XCHzDVhP8G0W9nA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb8sn0UVLI/AAAAAAAAMmo/MimuOD_J6cQ/s288/DSC_1248.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Artworks..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/u3gQjyUug-xtatO1IMegAQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb8u46_UdI/AAAAAAAAMmw/S-Mp9W7Uevo/s288/DSC_3648.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Never forget your past.........<br />(Model: Mehdi Hasan)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/MfIuR4N7iIILwl8m1iRRLQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb8w_QPy6I/AAAAAAAAMm4/RYqwcKVP5Fc/s288/DSC_3660.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The sky had always been there..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/N_F4Fv4CVHfqJBSpXKxIYQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb8zX1eifI/AAAAAAAAMnA/wE9JFUPsruY/s288/DSC_1251.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Disturbed peace..........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/16O6Ixo_QaxCXXUGfSZqag?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb82GD_oKI/AAAAAAAAMnI/rn4G3RiPzS8/s288/DSC_3664.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Disturbed peace..........03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/WmCIJl1Uxu__PKcuI5oAbQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb86vJiBCI/AAAAAAAAMnY/AE50Dypvfak/s288/DSC_1255.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Heritage in danger........<br /><br /><br /><br />This is when Mustafiz Bhai and Vashkar Bhai showed up. They came in a separate car and were stuck in a long queue of traffic jam near Narayanganj. But they arrived at least, although a bit tired physically and mentally. We were invited by them over phone to yet another building complex. The complex actually read "factory" outside the main gate. I have absolutely no idea how this "factory" sprung up at a place of historical significance. Anyway, we moved into this building complex, which I remembered from my visit in late 2007. A very beutiful building with lovely designs. The two-storied building was not in the worst shape; and some kind of "renovation" seemed like touched it. At least, the idea came up seeing the sealed-off stairs. Previously we were able to take pictures from the 1st floor; this time we had to be content with shooting from below. We explored the small place as much as we could and took some group photos. Then it was time to move on once again.<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/o2_JZpF3r9Ygyd9RS2tkjw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb9Dh5I-NI/AAAAAAAAMn4/Nq0pSQkQlCc/s288/DSC_3681.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A veiled attempt at renovation............<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/xiOBcqbr4shyvcZvnPLalw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb9K0cdXMI/AAAAAAAAMoI/lF_84Toqu-0/s288/DSC_3689.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Off-limit.........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/oU_7ARF0GnM1MHax5Z1RkQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb9Ng6968I/AAAAAAAAMoQ/Hjii0TxVA4s/s288/DSC_3690.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />This is a building that has many memories..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/yR-hGRzVvrRrqR7m29UmIw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb9QBytC0I/AAAAAAAAMoY/KQvubHyxx0A/s288/DSC_3697.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Panamnagar..... probably trying too hard to catch up......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/pZ4_ePbycITNLmk_gec7bg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb9U_6ZNmI/AAAAAAAAMoo/bakGyfqw7YM/s288/DSC_1296.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Broken.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/0YnRJ4XNsgMrzSsASM3mUA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb9XhPm-ZI/AAAAAAAAMow/fAKnswgAypM/s288/DSC_1299.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Designs...... hard and soft.....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/LhItYgxY9vFJ0vc5qLMHqg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb-WY05QOI/AAAAAAAAMpI/CmLaGctXpkc/s288/DSC_3702.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A protest........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/R3zyPHAzOfuS8my5ubdiZQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFGoB3_LFhwB4n_7yF0ZMsy_YasZr1vXiKNMQQ2U-A9TLq-EtAb4vMy5Az1bBx0vww1mmpGi6oDBgLJ0-fE0ZIo2ngVVJ8PCQJfaTC32PMlCb-TzM2jhCAhPCQbo1g6DzmwFnQDWWOpp0/s288/DSC_3703.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Off-limit.........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/pvDUP1hGDJxrccjOD-K3SQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SYb-c6jAAPI/AAAAAAAAMpg/89twkcsYPCw/s288/DSC_3708.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Living in history.............04<br /><br /><br />We proceeded through the even-familiar street of Panam. Most of the buildings were now off limit. Some had their windows and doors sealed off. Others had some artificial repairings done to them as a part of the "renovation" effort. We paused at a small tea stall to take some rest and then moved out.<br /><br />I actually hurt my leg a bit during the return rickshaw journey to Sonargaon bazar. This painted my tour a bit, but couldn't wipe off the joy of a nice revisit to Panam. Mustafiz Bhai gave me a lift in his car because of my injury. It was a bit painful for several days, but I recovered in due time; ready to make yet another journey. I hope to visit Panamnagar again sometime late in 2009 or in 2010. Observing and recording the changes there are fascinating subjects for me.<br /><br />P.S. This blog contains only some of the images from the tour. For more pictures, please visit the following link:<br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/PanamnagarSonargaonNarayanganjJanuary2009#">Panamnagar, Sonargaon, Narayanganj, January 2009</a><br /><br />Please also check out my other visits to Sonargaon and Panamnagar:<br /><a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2007/11/lights-from-past.html">Panamnagar, November 2006</a><br /><a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2007/12/sonargaon-panamnagar-december-2007.html">Sonargaon & Panamnagar, December 2007</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546108028283954440.post-78489121510708794232009-01-28T12:47:00.007+06:002009-01-28T16:21:26.404+06:00Satchari National Park Naturewatch, Habiganj, January 2009<strong>Dewdrops Shine: Satchari National Park </strong><br />Habiganj, Bangladesh<br /><br />23 Janaury 2009<br /><br /><br />It was a crazy idea! Well, how many would come out of home at 4:00 in the morning with the aim of seeing a jungle wake up?? Yes; we did the crazy thing! Actually for birders and wildlife enthusiasts, its not an unusual practice. Animals and birds are at their most active during the early part of the day. I got a similar experience from my visit to <a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2008/03/lawachara-rain-forest-sreemangal.html">Lawachara National Park in 2008</a>. So, the idea was actually not total guesswork. We had some experienced bird photographers with us, whose idea of going out very early didn’t surprise me too much. But it did put me in trouble in other places. I had to convince my family that it wasn’t actually a crazy idea after all. I still don’t know whether I was successful in my effort. <br /><br />Since coming back from the <a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2009/01/ttl-safari-tanguar-haor-sunamganj.html">great tour to Tanguar Haor</a>, bird and wildlife began to attract me. And why not? This is the season to go out for such works. The weather is tolerable and lots of migratory birds are crowding various places. I had been to Lawachara and being very close to that place, Satchari National Park almost waived at me. I was thinking of an outing for the day, and Satchari came as the first choice. Its on the Dhaka-Sylhet highway and comes before Habiganj while we start from Dhaka. This small forest of some 243 hectares is also one-sixth of Lawachara, which is a small forest itself. But the real surprise of Satachari is its avifauna. It has 218 species of birds within such a small place. It’s a paradise for birdwatchers. <br /><br />Collected some friends who were very enthusiastic about it. But I didn’t even know how to reach there. Desperately needed someone to guide us. And who better than the great Zamir Bhai!! I hadn’t been with too many birders in my life. But of those whom I’ve met, Zami Bhai was the craziest. He does exactly what is required of him to collect bird photos. His dedication cannot be doubted. He was on his toes to go and so was another crazy birder, Gazi Bhai. Those two had made many birding trips together. So, we three, Kamal, Arif and me, had a couple of great birders to accompany us! It would be a learning trip also.<br /><br />As we planned; Zamir Bhai came down with his car and we came out of home sometime after 4:00AM. We took fuel and our main journey started by around 5:00AM. The main thing that worried us was fog. Just the day before, we saw perfect weather with excellent visibility. But coming out of home at those early hours was a real shock! Visibility was extremely bad and we began to count time. When we started our journey, we could hardly see anything ahead of us. Zamir Bhai is a good driver and he drove pretty slowly. We hardly had a sleep at night, yet, our eyes were glued to the windshield with concern! We had to do some guesswork regarding the right choice of road several times. And that choice wasn’t helped by the thick fog. <br /><br />It didn’t really clear up that much until around 6:30AM when the sun began to smuggle some light through the thick curtain of mist. We finished our breakfast at a roadside restaurant (less than five-star quality) and began moving once more. My fingers were itching to click!! There were so many subjects flying past us and I was just looking! Well, we had a more important goal and that goal required continued driving. Zamir Bhai is an old visitor to Satchari. He even went there seven day in a row! He knew the forest like anything; but even he required some guide, as he hadn’t been to the place during the last one year. He called Palash, a local trained guide, over phone and told him to be ready. Palash was trained by Nishorgo, a USAID-funded project aimed at sustained conservation and development of our forest resources. <br /><br /><object width="500" height="315"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PLCxpEzqcPQ&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PLCxpEzqcPQ&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"></embed></object><br />Welcome to Satchari!!........ Entrance to the one-hour trail.......<br /><br />We reached Satchari by around 8:05AM. It was foggy. Though the surrounding area was full of tea gardens, we couldn’t see a thing. We arrived at the forest almost without a warning. It just arrived in front of us! Palash was already waiting for us there. We parked our car and started walking. Palash took time to show us the activity of the primates. This is the time when the primates are at their most active. We watched several primate families around the highway. The highway actually goes through the northern edge of the forest. Some of those primates were on the northern side of the highway although the main forest lies south of the highway. Palash showed us the Pig-tailed Mccauqe. In that low light condition in the trees, we could at best notice that there were some primates in the trees. It wasn’t that easy for us to identify their species. We also saw some Capped Langurs. They moved and made sounds. Zamir Bhai was remembering his infamous welcome from these animals during a previous visit, when they were being thrown various stuff from the trees. Anyway, we proceeded. We walked along the highway northward; searching for the trail that would take us deep into the jungle. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/_H904JFMXwkJDoM3rBh3Ow?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuR3lCahZI/AAAAAAAAMOo/t5cl2nLP5Zc/s288/DSC_3049.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Misty morning at Satchari..........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/-N1Uf932hY8ZnryNGbWaqA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuR51D8MsI/AAAAAAAAMOw/8392dn0mXVA/s288/DSC_3052.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Art of Nature..........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/J5JPxtiwjHU8-Cjhnnj-AQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuSAddt3bI/AAAAAAAAMPI/ITf3hfLYneA/s288/DSC_3060.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Just like the witch-tree!!<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/zLZJ3kKA2xxty5BtqteFWA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuSNJnuENI/AAAAAAAAMPw/8BvcjUfcAx8/s288/DSC_3075.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Bamboo chaos!!<br /><br /><br /><object width="500" height="315"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/COZqeSE7Z_Q&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/COZqeSE7Z_Q&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"></embed></object><br />Sound of dewdrop shower......... <br /><br /><br />It would be hard to describe the mystery surrounding those mist-covered threes. The road vanished into that ghostly haze and the trees barely announced their presence. It was a perfect setting for a thriller movie! We found our trail soon enough and entered the forest proper by around 8:45AM. Anticipating some mobile phone network problems, we finished our talk before we vanished into the forest. The entrance to the forest was full of leaning bamboo trees, almost creating a gate of nature. And there were birds composing the welcome tune! Couldn’t help recording the sound of that. We crossed one of the several wooden bridges there. These bridges are built across some narrow streams that were completely dry at that time. Needless to say, these streams are quite a handful during the rainy season. The appearance of Satchari wasn’t too different from that of Lawachara. My experience at Lawachara told me what to expect in a rain forest. Yet, I couldn’t hide my excitement. I continued to enjoy the beautiful tone of Nature and the mystery of the environment. The continuous sound of dewdrops on dead leaves amazed me most. I couldn’t help recording that beautiful music. <br /><br /><br /><object width="500" height="315"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JeE7OkWNbOI&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JeE7OkWNbOI&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"></embed></object><br />Laughingthrush sound......... <br /><br /><br />Our first find was a noisy bird in the bushes. The bird was making some really interesting noise, but we couldn’t see it. I was able to take a peek at the yellowish bird through very thick vegetation. Our birdwatchers identified the bird as a kind of Laughingthrush. We were able to record the sound of the bird, but failed to shoot a picture. This was one of those encounters that would be repeated many times throughout our hiking. This was the same experience I got at Lawachara. There too, we were able to hear many types of birds, but we could hardly see them. Vegetation here is very thick and the trees are so high that a bird sitting on top of a tree would be difficult to see even with good equipment. <br /><br /><br /><object width="500" height="315"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NuHT9MjNsnw&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NuHT9MjNsnw&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"></embed></object><br />Barking Deer sound............<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/TNmC0Qx-2_iK0f75Tl5Xgw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuSSR5sU-I/AAAAAAAAMQA/AZTO2oUHUHk/s288/DSC_0948.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Art of Nature.........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/R3iEg_7GhNCjH3gzY7eRqA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuSXRgpVII/AAAAAAAAMQc/0a4jXb7_gqg/s288/DSC_3079.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Spiderweb..........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/-CEvZgvp-KchXIdGB0Nh2Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuSZsYoAdI/AAAAAAAAMQk/299OZuTNm3w/s288/DSC_0953.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Ant-house!!!<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/t0RQ8bJNzlq1vGaWy4o1-g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuSd36nk7I/AAAAAAAAMQ0/TZWa8zF6DRw/s288/DSC_3084.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Art of Nature.........03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/WA631AXnkyOC28kkclq1ng?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuSmkHpD8I/AAAAAAAAMRM/yFOeyrD2ec8/s288/DSC_0954.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Art of Nature.........04<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/mz3xSJ6PYMFFJkMM97TZxA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuSohfU_kI/AAAAAAAAMRU/pSjIlMTUDv8/s288/DSC_0956.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Art of Nature.........05<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/uI5NeOhPoiER_WFkmjLoXg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuSjRdPqjI/AAAAAAAAMRE/uGFUk2pL3yA/s288/DSC_3089.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Art of Nature.........06<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/aRwejNSY-tss0iD7uqH-Kw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuS09VbKCI/AAAAAAAAMSE/8g9nwXQk910/s288/DSC_0964.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Art of Nature.........07<br /><br /><br /><br />By around 9:20AM, Palash alerted us to listen to Barking Deer. It certainly sounded like a dog! And that’s why its called Barking Deer. Our hiking took us past numerous spider webs. I hadn’t noticed that many spider webs at Lawachara. At Satchari, they were noticeably more in number than at Lawachara. We took our time painstakingly documenting the spiders in our way. The spider webs were also something to see. Dewdrops on those webs formed pearls in the air! They looked like latest designs from international design houses! Their beauty and complexity made me wonder how small we are in terms of making things. All our achievements go down the drain when Nature defeats us with these simple creations. And how dare we that we proceed to destroy the things that we can never make! That’s foolish arrogance! <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/SMk5us8yFxqnGFdqSwpN8g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuSu7eN2qI/AAAAAAAAMRs/26FstMoaJXo/s288/DSC_0960.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Spiderweb..........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/UPsvQlNRtWJypqJLF4NtPA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuS5rbOTsI/AAAAAAAAMSU/_E-PY0ObD68/s288/DSC_0967.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Spiderweb..........03...... this was the biggest spider web I had seen!!<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/_KrrtsWB3F274QQhyKozkg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuS_ZJn1sI/AAAAAAAAMSs/SS8hCX41XPw/s288/DSC_0985.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />They also dwell at Satchari...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/qGgqnBUJGtBbjJ5thvU2XA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuTEH2_5vI/AAAAAAAAMS8/SYVFas5xyko/s288/DSC_0990crop.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Collective presence!!<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/-1Zoe0IPdYfk9SSmgdknkQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuTGGFQqCI/AAAAAAAAMTE/gtFHmr08cLw/s288/DSC_0993.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Not bigger than a waterdrop!!<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/O7KV9Ql39nFubwqOQz0DhA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuTLttWRFI/AAAAAAAAMTU/MTssv8K7E9g/s288/DSC_0997.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Big antennae........<br /><br /><br /><br />On the way, I discovered the biggest spider web that I have seen in my life! It was hanging from a tree and didn’t have the spider on it. But it was huge! It was several feet in length. By around 10:20AM, we found a bit of an oasis! It wasn’t pleasant to see some clearings right in the middle of the forest though. We spent some time there recuperating. Also started a bit of competition to find as many species of insects as we could find. Zamir Bhai was always leading! <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/Qt7Pha9ilD-6v8aOo2ZypA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuTNcT4_RI/AAAAAAAAMTc/8c9Ldd__jxk/s288/DSC_1001.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Spiderweb..........04<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/D5wqVL1rDBVs8P1VkSPWdA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNytfKP6P3XAGuElvrBC0rgdC4MbMQ0V1jbD_oH_qlKV41ACx6Rv0HRQGI7FCkUAZik6RHP_tqIyCTA43RvHmOLmcIsAFXEXdmeMRg_m_GtKRD0cgavGzTbf1hl2H8eyrVPPfDKJ9qzL0/s288/DSC_1032.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Believe me, its a spider and its alive!!<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/XTBlS7cXIVjQth7Ab6JwGQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuTeptA1QI/AAAAAAAAMUc/5-PaCtnwsY0/s288/DSC_3128.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Noisy dwellers of Satchari........01 (Grey-headed Canary Flycatcher)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/Ap75FcQDMXK9S3NKO3GQFA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuTgFosTpI/AAAAAAAAMUk/8HOuxvDtHvU/s288/DSC_3135.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Noisy dwellers of Satchari........02 (ID please!!)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/e7XH4G__OzQbpwkMEL8AiA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuTjnCJYcI/AAAAAAAAMU0/SAB8B0DehEY/s288/DSC_1046.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Small but stylistic!<br /><br /><br />By 10:45AM, we were on the move once more. Soon, we found a particularly interesting spider. To the untrained eye, the spider might look like a dead one or even the prey itself! It had an uncanny ability to fool its victim or predator alike! We spent some time photographing that marvel. By around 11:30AM, we arrived at a place where we got convinced that we could get glimpses of quite a few birds. The birds were very busy, so we had a tough time shooting them even with our big lenses. We brought out our field guides to get some instant ID. And we got ID on at least three species. <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/9BzltgAPiKfpb_oSHdcWyQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuTlkz1K-I/AAAAAAAAMU8/KANiFyNNTnI/s288/DSC_3165.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Art of Nature.........08<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/2D-MRG2MyEaci50cqscMNw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuTnqaLuNI/AAAAAAAAMVE/Th12YG2CjDs/s288/DSC_3179.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Lesser Racket-tailed Drongo........ have a look at its exotic tail....<br /><br /><br /><br />We moved on when we thought we had disturbed them enough. Our voices probably also gave them enough scare. The hiking got a bit harder after that. We had to do a bit of climbing. It wasn’t too easy with all the heavy photographic equipment hanging from our shoulders and neck. But the hard work paid off by around 12:30PM. We spotted a single Lesser Racket-tailed Drongo. Its exclusive tail made it my catch of the day. It was hard shooting the bird, with all the undergrowth restricting my view. We also spotted 4/5 other species of birds there. Even Hill Myna was there, as spotted by Palash. But we failed to get a real glimpse of them. As usual, we could hear more than we could see.<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/vwvshS5UyHx6CnEcA-9bsg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUCsmmhho18OEw0F1xDFdxp3v1vxhGLKX7SXMUEwZI8eMw4FvS8GRFNA5OH77KbR7vVQmOtOnfWtdeZuFOUhziKU4IgIyXYJG2CXecZ2bu3da0EXfIZEKfMFNzDj30YFbwbjfFkECFrhQ/s288/DSC_3088.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The crime scene!!<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/Eekz7j6Nxiy_JdmOL3Q7vQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuS3WR0bQI/AAAAAAAAMSM/wnOE9MYcoEc/s288/DSC_3096.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Evidence!!<br /><br /><br /><br />One thing that I cannot help mentioning is that we’ve witnessed the same pathetic logging at Satchari. We heard people cutting down trees and saw numerous freshly-cut trees. I’m not whom to blame here. But simple blame game wouldn’t be able to save the rare species that call this place home. I’ve seen this at Lawachara and now, I’ve seen this here too. It breaks my heart and makes me wonder what we are about to leave for our next generations.<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/zjaasBD2l03hhh-B74lygg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuTtxmx8vI/AAAAAAAAMVU/0NKCOulGV9k/s288/DSC_3182.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Who lives in there??<br /><br /><br />By around 1:00PM, we arrived at something like a cliff! When we climbed a pretty much vertical surface (almost 60 degrees) that had no support on it, we knew we would have to come down from there. So, when we arrived in front of an even steeper fall, the shock was just a wee bit lesser than absolute. Some of us wanted to go down. It must’ve been at least 40 feet at 70 degrees with no support whatsoever. Others objected. Palash suggested an alternative route, which took us through thick undergrowth and through yet another cliff, which was a wee bit easier to negotiate. We were constantly worried that someone might lose his footing and take all the others below with him. But fortunately, we were able to reach the flat trail once more. The trail that we had been negotiating, was a relatively new one. It still had stems of cut-down plants and its surface, wherever steep, didn’t have any support. And there was constant fear of losing grip. <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/9frQQcmSEg9ZAEzNvZmWBQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuTwic595I/AAAAAAAAMVk/N0whF5QIHRk/s288/DSC_1082.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Spiderweb..........05<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/D2qOhJc4oE_cQpO2MCg34Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuTya4AvkI/AAAAAAAAMVs/n_NcsJISOak/s288/DSC_1086.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Spiderweb..........06<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/CHYCQVUu8hCvbvy_qIJdrw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuT1YvwhPI/AAAAAAAAMV8/O-QSWgD2FrM/s288/DSC_1095.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The giant!!........ This was the biggest spider we saw at Satchari of the day......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/8AvrWate_ecZH9jfiJBeoA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuT9OsdZaI/AAAAAAAAMWc/i-C69Auisjg/s288/DSC_1104crop.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Deadly, but colourful.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/koT_m1n98vmuHtLhI0qL2w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuUBvo4yoI/AAAAAAAAMWs/vjS1P8PU0JY/s288/DSC_3192.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Evil mark left by humans........ Whoever is reading this, please help stop these nonsense activities.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/xgosDsXWRLZxHy9C277_9g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm_dsvi8FbM6BynehOaGCgvzQ9ATIdGPPVdBISh5xqZ1eM5EguZmejxWM8H6tLrWfC42J8R47gNt-uAjWuKznnMh5lKIyn7jXwCEoCX8MT-hf9I7Pc5HFQbUNSXZRbgnN-VmfgtbSpxD0/s288/DSC_1139crop.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Spiderweb..........07<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/sIsmpI8OHie5o7RIP5SQBA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuUUyswchI/AAAAAAAAMX4/kMFHKB-dL2k/s288/DSC_3223.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Primates go about their activities.........01 (Capped Langur)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/IwjrGlym_4yvEurcuAHl-w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuUaONN5EI/AAAAAAAAMYA/stDkNx9h2zg/s288/DSC_1152.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Spreading wings........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/Wly7pnWRJ7EMgDGUonPjAg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNemMcVrjFHObLuERl0fLx4r9EXCZaC3cCg3kT6NewBviy6CmjrWrO5Iq8hN9b09OvCP-I9gch-cA58NKDUN6CzhQMDCC5M1-fvO1_lbWY_5rfU_OBLnPJCrON5cP-RZd_XSmx6z3VNbg/s288/DSC_1165.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Colours of Satchari........<br /><br /><br /><br />It was around 1:30PM and we were well on our way back. Palash’s tough detour saved us some time. Our aim was to leave the place as soon as possible. It was necessary for a quick return to Dhaka. We still went on shooting as we walked. By around 2:00PM, spotted some Capped Langurs on our way back. We also clicked yet more spiders. We got our biggest spider of the day. Don’t know the species, but it certainly was big, black and majestic. Other smaller ones also didn’t disappoint. Their colours and designs were truly wonderful. Nature is not just beautiful here, its intelligent and deadly too! <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/FAMtB6hbl9DLvYAuRaRu6g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuUqRiZBDI/AAAAAAAAMYg/jFG58TKbbJo/s288/DSC_3247.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Primates go about their activities.........02 (Rhesus Macaque)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/aK9XXYKS9pIptOpLATIclA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuUwoks4yI/AAAAAAAAMY4/LJ79xPlG-Zo/s288/DSC_3260.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table> <br />Primates go about their activities.........03 (Rhesus Macaques)<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/uLqb2vsu9_vYcr95HFY7fQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuU0nAi9XI/AAAAAAAAMZI/c7tPqQUt1sE/s288/DSC_3267.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Catching the sun........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/zV345n4N4s5ghTJpenwvjw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuU_rTwSHI/AAAAAAAAMZo/qiCYQ4pgWC0/s288/DSC_3294.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Face-to-face......... (Common Myna)<br /><br />We reached the end of our hiking by around 2:40PM. Spotted some Rhesus Macaques in very much playful mood. We ended our day of shooting with them. By that time, we were pretty tired. Didn’t have a lot to eat whole day. Took some rest and boarded the car by around 3:15PM. <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/1cSIWECOiVkeh192Qzb6rw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXuVBEOGZfI/AAAAAAAAMZw/3BQs-H0vOEg/s288/DSC_3301.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Tea gardens...... we completely missed them in the fog!<br /><br /><br />This was the when we began to realize what the mist kept from us. We raced through tea gardens and the vanishing layers in the horizon forced me to think that it might not have been a very bad idea to stop the car. But we had our priority once again. Reaching Dhaka within a reasonable time was first priority. We stopped by a roadside restaurant and a late lunch. It was refreshing. Generated enough energy to reach home safely. The return journey wasn’t as exciting as the journey in, but was enjoyable. With the kind of adventurers I had on that day as my biddies, it was never boring. It was hard work, but great fun. It was interesting as well as inspiring. It almost seemed liked a teaser for more visits there. And the sound of those dewdrops would push me until I pay another visit there. <br /><br />P.S. This blog contains only some of the images from the tour. For more pictures, please visit the following link:<br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/SatchariNationalParkHabiganjJanuary2009#">Satchari National Park, Habiganj, January 2009</a><br /><br />For a collection of videos, please visit the follwoing link:<br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/view_play_list?p=45BC5D5F06876130">Satchari National Park Playlist</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546108028283954440.post-50259433888555384722009-01-22T13:13:00.003+06:002009-01-22T14:55:29.991+06:00Ashura Processions, Dhaka, Janaury 2009<strong>The Holy Ashura Processions</strong><br /><br />08 January 2009<br />Dhaka, Bangladesh<br /><br />January 20, 2008 was the Holy Ashura, a religious festival of real significance celebrated by the Shiite (Shia) Muslim community around the world. There is a substantial Shiite community in Bangladesh who celebrate the occasion every year with a lot of zeal and passion. Several processions are held at different areas of Dhaka City.<br /><br />I've been to the Ashura processions before. But in 2008, I went to the <a href="http://desherchobi.blogspot.com/2008/02/ashura-celebration-dhaka-january-2008.html">processions held at Mohammadpur</a>, which was much smaller than the main processions that start from Old Dhaka and end up at Dhanmondi. This time, I decided to go with the bigger procession. This procession was a lot different from the ones I saw at Mohammadpur, not just because of their relative size, but mainly because of their mood. The one I saw at Mohammadpur, was much more festive, whereas, the one of Old Dhaka kept a mourning profile. The main procession of Old Dhaka lacked the multitude of colourful Tazia seen at Mohammadpur. But it sure had an overwhelming number of colourful flags and banners. The biggest difference came in the form of some "dagger stunts". Young men hurt themselves hard and bleed with blunt daggers to feel some of the pain that Hussein-Ibne Ali (A), the grandson of the Prophet Muhammad (SM) felt at the Battle of Karbala (approx. 20 October 680 AD; 10th day of Muharram 61 AH). I felt the difference of mood from the word 'go' as we all had to take off our shoes to be allowed to travel with the procession. And from then on, I didn't see a lot of similarity with the one I saw a year back at Mohammadpur. <br /><br />The procession started in the morning hours and ended some time after 1:30PM. I was just too tired to see the Mohammadpur procession that usually starts in the afternoon and ends some time in the evening.<br /><br />Here are some of the glimpses from the event.<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/sPrDPFshB44YrI-YQKakMg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeGt2VvQdI/AAAAAAAAMGo/KSj3Fd08Ecw/s288/DSC_1596.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Mourn you; mourn!!<br />Young men beat their chest to mourn shaheed Hussein (A)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/8QtF0pZvlgWx8rBTwlxQwQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeGvY8VYHI/AAAAAAAAMGw/4ShA1LMdUp0/s288/DSC_1597.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Startled!!<br />A young one is startled by the magnificence of the occasion...... still trying to figure out the importance of the ritual he is passing through........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/ydjWR4bv77m1n-co8MzK-g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeGxbkKxlI/AAAAAAAAMG4/lKR8iPsa8Kc/s288/DSC_0597.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />You're just too big for me...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/dkO7cVmPu_CHGbdMzRTBzw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeG0i90sJI/AAAAAAAAMHA/b3d0AE26Iz8/s288/DSC_1607.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Holy milk.......<br />Milk rolling from the feet of the decorated horse, resembling Dhul Zana, the horse of Hussein (A)........ People were collecting the milk from the ground as a holy possession........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/-snJlrWMmN8AmyAvNBLWOA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeG28sl0MI/AAAAAAAAMHI/nXC7wtAAUiw/s288/DSC_0604.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Windows........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/4s41UBQyl_1gPrIF6r9HXg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeG7GsyOEI/AAAAAAAAMHY/f1Cr_qqwAW8/s288/DSC_0615.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Dwarfed by the occasion........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/MtrFr0tu30aQRB1sMtuqug?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeG9Sl4H-I/AAAAAAAAMHg/8d16AvGMtqU/s288/DSC_1613.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Windows........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/1TzgdXnearfI5_fgpGeDCg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeG_DDQ9DI/AAAAAAAAMHo/X-PFJEbDHgg/s288/DSC_1622.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Everyone participates.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/VhnNXHlx8LKUesn_ePaGnA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeHBTRabBI/AAAAAAAAMHw/zDdGbC1L6K8/s288/DSC_1625.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Mourn!! Beat your chest o' young souls........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/tlqSaSIy_QUGzMO_gAABZw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeHG5ys4dI/AAAAAAAAMIA/ECR950eT_kw/s288/DSC_1658.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Love for life's all good......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/J51iaE8QsZ9q7kShYSXO_Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeHLKo60eI/AAAAAAAAMII/mgi_jCiqqL0/s288/DSC_1666.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />They saw it too!!........01<br /><br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/q5kOhQG9DKpHm79ohag3aw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeHNa5iPkI/AAAAAAAAMIQ/8iUl8LNxlCQ/s288/DSC_1667.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />In the chaos........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/pnFA8DLxNbTgS-ARxfXw0g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeHPktr3-I/AAAAAAAAMIY/uoL8XpwGyno/s288/DSC_1672.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Dwarfed by the occasion........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/pc5k3NFk1SOJ8KmVCt6vCQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeHYi2E3LI/AAAAAAAAMI4/NulkVRhDS_c/s288/DSC_1682.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Dwarfed by the occasion........03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/qlr9iPBJlqKgul7CPdoQig?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeHdAyDgOI/AAAAAAAAMJA/5wsxqa_Z4h8/s288/DSC_0624.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Windows........03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/9CKxYV_-PJjy0r2RJ61l_g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeHhKRqmBI/AAAAAAAAMJI/RrwJBQDrrv4/s288/DSC_0627.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />They saw it too!!........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/e_CFN0snNdfB3axSnbjnWw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeHjRkwOfI/AAAAAAAAMJQ/8BhIqA0P4rE/s288/DSC_1692.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Dwarfed by the occasion........04<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/uJ738q80WzGDrSD46Gvgew?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeHlUzUvnI/AAAAAAAAMJc/nwVxK0Lr_Y4/s288/DSC_0630.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Dwarfed by the occasion........05<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/K28O3HLfLzcGEKE9ZRHdKQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeHqJmSMPI/AAAAAAAAMJs/crOgZangzuY/s288/DSC_1700.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Carrying the Tazia......... <br />I only saw a couple of them; being carried by individuals above their heads......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/seM9ovz3bt5c-jxkUvo8JQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeHsMLXMJI/AAAAAAAAMJ0/mAaDp78ELnU/s288/DSC_0645.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The conquerer!!<br />There were many professional photographers coverting the event, as there were enthusiasts.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/s0hk7sHPDDqR9WW0g2iViw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeHuCQjgdI/AAAAAAAAMJ8/Pd44h0wkuN0/s288/DSC_0646.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A maze of media.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/SQKozynnX9h9cSAIY_XxvQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeHwVtrxNI/AAAAAAAAMKE/OHMp-AJWzuY/s288/DSC_1704.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A 'touch' of holy occasion.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/K-d8pFExr9CnzwUFQv-8rA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeH48nfgwI/AAAAAAAAMKc/4OgFsC7tuXo/s288/DSC_1710.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />This was supposed to be a mourning parade!!<br />Security was very tight indeed..... there were many checkposts.....<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/fR7PrnNWX-i8Z0OBUxlIYA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeH7CbiOCI/AAAAAAAAMKk/4tTeGq2hjB8/s288/DSC_0650.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Carrying the colours...........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/W8KIa5hFjdHLoAjMiVz-Tg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeIAU9D9fI/AAAAAAAAMK0/bS6wp9lf9CE/s288/DSC_1717.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Carrying the colours...........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/BgBRPT5_UFBNPzKslpwyjw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeIDrWZr0I/AAAAAAAAMK8/SfQc5y-8cdQ/s288/DSC_1720.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Carrying the colours...........03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/VhAhCj6ErZo3X08M47HG4Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeIJFwinJI/AAAAAAAAMLM/z9J8PWJ27vI/s288/DSC_1737.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Carrying the colours...........04<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/AVjVWWjkL6U0XXZ7-do0Fw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeHzZwdhWI/AAAAAAAAMKM/CoX-tySzj98/s288/DSC_0648.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The colours of the occasion........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/yK0kZfHfkMyiv7qPN3JYTw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeIN4n0yyI/AAAAAAAAMLU/9a-S-EWJd50/s288/DSC_0654.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />The colours of the occasion........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/H1TM78QEqlhJJ9bGmQfSNg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeIQPoNrxI/AAAAAAAAMLc/DbD-eb0hgPg/s288/DSC_1746.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Pain has no colour.........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/BL3A3UknNsF1ZWTIAkOfnA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeISAf6niI/AAAAAAAAMLk/kSo7qDXHR-8/s288/DSC_1759.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Pain has no colour.........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/nKng5DTdOI7NG7t6LU4bng?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeIUIJu4GI/AAAAAAAAMLs/CjVQoFn6Wls/s288/DSC_1776.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Pain has no colour.........03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/BxIpLvjVbLMxiPzDovmeZw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeIWO3fVyI/AAAAAAAAML0/HFJflSmerRk/s288/DSC_1825.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Pain has no colour.........04<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/w4brZNqPVX-S9o0hgoTFVw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeIYlGjA1I/AAAAAAAAML8/sDPOoPgmoJo/s288/DSC_1830.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Pain has no colour.........05<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/VPdBzANtkx_DbeAfac8jOQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeIbLkyFfI/AAAAAAAAMME/I4Svzg7m4WA/s288/DSC_1838.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Pain has no colour.........06<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/fffMREKvYJOKBFl5XsU3OA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeIdOPPvLI/AAAAAAAAMMM/cdZuFes4E0E/s288/DSC_1848.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Pain has no colour.........07<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/AK6Eb45eL4ii1RncyxtIVg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeIfQvTFQI/AAAAAAAAMMU/w99Yj6Y2aDc/s288/DSC_1856.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Pain has no colour.........08<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/9QH5gNYN3-aFZ3qNkYmXeQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SXeIiYwFfQI/AAAAAAAAMMc/sX0al0JQoYE/s288/DSC_0657.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Stairs.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/QwcvVoJiYoITBsr1KM9mRQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRYyrRJfSB3eEQZLzTiQEMqSJ6TZPQviiubgqeRhv38eZhZm1FcwSXK0WwO8C1hlT_MScL8TiRpqTl3XRj7Pasb6gmW1_ktSOy-e4BNWwPMvdHevy8YCVQh_WQnzvE9xOYv1YcHio5hIs/s288/DSC_0663.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/asharif110/HolyAshuraProcessionsDhakaJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">Holy Ashura Processions, Dhaka, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Just for a glimpse!!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8546108028283954440.post-8525338550875982532009-01-16T00:46:00.009+06:002009-01-25T01:31:51.713+06:00TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009<span style="font-weight:bold;">Landscape of Dreams</span><br />09-10 January 2009<br />TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, Bangladesh<br /><br />Its really difficult to describe how beautiful our country is, unless someone takes the time off to explore. I had been fortunate enough to see such beauty many a times. But sometimes that fortunate feeling becomes pale and you begin to ask yourself, “what have I been doing all these years?” This is exactly what happened to me a few days ago, when I managed some time to pay a visit to Tanguar Haor in Sunamganj. The tour was organized by “Through the Lens: Bangladesh” (TTL) group of Flickr. Though it was a group venture, full credit went to Shudipto, the actual planner and organizer. The thanks should be particularly well-directed, since this is one tour which I categorized as the best journey of my life. And mind you, this was not understatement. Tour memories would continue to excite me in many many years to come.<br /><br />When the idea of going to Tanguar Haor came to my mind, to be honest, I was a bit shaken. It wasn’t just the prospect of an extraordinary tour, it was also the potential difficulty of the journey that made to think forward. But these difficulties didn’t keep me from entering my name in the list. I mean, why should I expect an extraordinary tour if the journey is ordinary? And that’s exactly what the journey was; anything but the ordinary.<br /><br />On the 8th night, we started to gather at Kakrail to board the bus for Sunmganj. The 10:15PM bus was about to pick 15 of us. The original number of tour members was much higher than this. More than 20 people registered for the tour, but only 16 ultimately managed to finish the tour. One of us, Mahbub Bhai, had already reached Sunamganj; he was supposed to greet us there in the early morning. <br /><br />The journey started timely enough. The road mostly had clear weather apart from some sporadic fog. The big moon was shining on us and we never felt bored. It was the Ashura Day on the 8th. And after a long day with the Ashura processions, I was feeling it in my toes. After midnight, as soon as I started to drool a bit, we arrived at a place in Habiganj for a scheduled break in the journey. It was cool actually, as we celebrated the birthday of Nurur Bhai with pudding! <br /><br />We arrived at Sunamganj before the clock hit 4:00AM. 16 people walking on the road in the early hours of the day with big backpacks isn’t a regular site at a small far-away district town. But there weren’t too many to watch us. That wasn’t exactly a big disappointment, since we would have enough time to attract enough attention from the local audience. Mahbub Bhai greeted us at a local hotel, which wasn’t exactly 5-star quality, but it sufficed for a short rest. We had a bit of a scare about cold weather before we reached there. But the concerns faded away quickly as we found the cold quite manageable. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vYX8KCQv63IF1JHnkc30Ng?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrxDwopAAiLPxccHbPW9dvuZSwbWPS2yJmYeMHWZp0H32tv5q9w5DFM23-DmEeYu9lzP063At4n9a0tmIJZUv8nH4sjFcWsl9VC9Ph4SG0K7SAKRPqOLwqOe5FH9VvmKYxrwbcruu7Y1c/s288/DSC_1876.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Hason Raja's memories.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/oXl5VOHFEj-Ys0eeyscWzg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5MW8ws_iI/AAAAAAAALis/zV93P5G2CJ8/s288/DSC_1884.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Paint my sky..........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/GgkUbQMaJdmYiBY7KVxVUw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5MYrr3EQI/AAAAAAAALi0/U4EEhvCoqMU/s288/DSC_1887.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Just like a war monument!!<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/AaTm3N62Y9dW5UcXnyHuqQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5MiyvgtHI/AAAAAAAALjk/8tEYKxymMWc/s288/DSC_0671.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Hope waits for you.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/t6I2SknaeRXNbmAAfrm7Xw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5Mkd7BVsI/AAAAAAAAL9Q/1pcWPozapE8/s288/DSC_1900.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />First glimpse from Monipuri Ghat.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/K8AMmZPWBp6s9JD7cEszcA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5Mm3X1a2I/AAAAAAAALj0/lKvBKUO14oI/s288/DSC_1903.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Boats at Monipuri Ghat.........<br /><br /><br /><br />We freshened up after a short rest and finished our breakfast at a restaurant below the hotel. We went for legendary folk-artist Hason Raja’s residence nearby. But we were there a bit too early may be. The only thing we could photograph was the outer gate of the complex. The place was just on the Surma River. We were supposed to board a boat that would take us to Monipuri Ghat. This is where the real journey began; it was around 8:15AM. Morning sun was shining on the quiet river. But it was a bit cloudy. Light clouds filled up the winter sky and created some sort of a carpet all over. If everyone was worried too much about the dull winter sky, there was the answer. Cameras started to make sound; different manufacturers; different sounds. Locals traveling with us were wondering—where on earth these people come from? We quickly entered a canal and headed north. The scenery was breathtaking. This short journey just showed us what is awaiting us. Small boats on the river showed the uniqueness of the place. People on the eastern bank produced interesting silhouettes. All along the canal people waived at us, which was going to be a usual scene all throughout our journey. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ZQNYYF-yeFwTWX0xXaBMYg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5Msoegw_I/AAAAAAAALkQ/mfIm6amFQPg/s288/DSC_0676.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Dreamscape..........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vzBDWxgaUX61IiJQkXg72A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5MvPJfhoI/AAAAAAAALkY/C_wLH7ECUD8/s288/DSC_1913.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Living in a dreamland with dreams.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Uc1oqUdnHHbUUUC0EedTmg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD5k9PDj7bwCS8RcXBG8_bd3F1v8FPF1RLLCp4ol63Qf0_zucV__EiiU8tNMXNWa32XsFNfbaEgde5JMmZqtghvRtLw8jDXh2fQ1xNq0MePzsU3FjR3hOeHh9T8u5yo0KQza7qjBmkGNc/s288/DSC_0680.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Dreamscape..........02<br /><br /><br />We reached Monipuri Ghat by around 8:45AM. 16 motorbikes were staring at us there! It was some sight! One by one we boarded the bikes and off we went. The second phase of the journey began. This was a rugged “bad-to-the-bone” ride! Like a gang of “wild hogs” we were painting the surrounding land with dust! The road wasn’t as dusty as we had imagined, for the time being. By around 9:20AM we reached a place where we could see farmers working and cattle grazing in the backdrop of the bluish Meghalaya hills. We stopped. We took our time to wonder at the scenery and to take some photos. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/CcliBWRCSqtULZDUOQLOHw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5M28v3uSI/AAAAAAAALlA/N8DWJSqXl08/s288/DSC_0685.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Joy of freedom...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/yvoC8yUpXUZMiqkAfpL8zQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5M_YRH0jI/AAAAAAAALlg/OIwq9I1HSAw/s288/DSC_1927.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Boats on the Lauer Doga River...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/T-26A_5sdc6IB15gcNzQxg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5NBQuLJwI/AAAAAAAALlo/-vDMFoNzmac/s288/DSC_0716.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Expectation..........<br /><br /><br />By around 10:00AM we were off once more. The destination was Laurer Garh Bazar on the River Lauer Doga. We reached there by around 10:20AM. This was one heck of a beautiful place. The river was flowing with virtually no current. It was filled with crystal clear water, which reflected the surrounding hills like a perfect art! The river was a bit less than complete dry. We even saw some people crossing the river on foot with their shoes in the hands! The whole river was something of a quarry for gravel and sand. People and boats were at work all over the place; though it was a holiday. We heard that weekdays produce a lot more people there. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Q6jSzoDzYpm8RokmOnndnA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5NV2j3_hI/AAAAAAAALmw/t1Tbfmhc6Ig/s288/DSC_0740.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Dreamscape..........03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/dVA_HozsLsCx63ow2qN-SQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5NZwunD2I/AAAAAAAALnA/upRXolwNtd8/s288/DSC_0745.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Just another day.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/jIXkfDyMFUnXO9RB_HjAwg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5Nd8bW-jI/AAAAAAAALnQ/uTXqpeZixOc/s288/DSC_0757.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Solid vs. liquid.........<br /><br /><br />We snapped away. The sun was shining hard and we had to take off our extra clothing. <br />But the water wasn’t so warm. Some took the chance to wet their feet in the chilly water. Local children were playing in that water and having a nice break from a tough life. We stayed there for almost two hours and then decided to cross the river. There were some shallow boats ferrying people and motorcycles across. While we were crossing, we could see our reflections on the gravel under water. Water level was very shallow indeed, except some places where one could actually see and judge the depth of water. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/sRid69CexhTE2JhheWh3CQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5NkdUJo1I/AAAAAAAALno/kSxIPdS1Y88/s288/DSC_1944.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Pick-a-boo!!....... Khashia Village, Laurer Garh Bazar<br /><br /><br />We were hungry. So, on the other bank, at Laurer Garh Bazar, we took some refreshments and moved up the shallow hillock on the western bank of the river. The view from the hillock was breathtaking indeed. Unfortunately we had too short a time to be able to enjoy that brilliant view. It was around 1:00PM. We went down the hillock in motorcycles and waited for a wee bit of time at a Khashia village. Time became important. We were supposed to have our lunch at Tekerhat. And couldn’t delay the journey by too long. We proceeded. <br /><br />Now this part of the journey would remain in my memory as something that my camera missed, but my eyes didn’t. We sped along the Bangladesh-India border area where the native Khashia villages at the foot of the Meghlaya hills presented breathtaking scenery. I had already packed my camera in expectation of severe dust. But now I was thinking the other way. At least, my eyes didn’t miss them. <br /><br />After this short motorcycle journey, we reached Tekerhat. We completed our lunch there at a local street-side restaurant. Though the presentation standards of the restaurant weren’t equal to what most of us were used to, we still enjoyed it. We didn’t take a very long pause before we moved on once more. Shudipto was always keeping schedules very efficiently. He knew what amount of time where could affect the overall timing of the journey. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/UemZwDIiHuK9Bx041QyJpA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5NnMdsGjI/AAAAAAAALnw/bIT2zj31TJg/s288/DSC_1947.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Boats on the Pantai River..........01 (Sripur)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/880yuk_2oLv44YLvyFjjMA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5Nr_-3JTI/AAAAAAAALoI/DbBkTqb1b54/s288/DSC_1953.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Living under the arch......... this boy handles coal that comes on board big boats...<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/QT3FDxLK9O2HLDo9Z2LGVQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5Ntp0mvMI/AAAAAAAALoQ/FBgqLi0BI18/s288/DSC_1955.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Boats on the Pantai River..........02<br /><br /><br /><br />So, the dusty ride began. And it was dusty. The previous leg wasn’t even nearly as dusty as this one. We had to take some protection. We were heading south now. By around 2:30PM, we were on the bank of yet another river at Sripur. This river, which is know as the Pantai Gang or Patnai River, had a series of big boats decorating both banks. I noticed one thing that boats here were somewhat bigger than what I had seen in other parts of the country. And they were strongly built too. May be the tough demands of the rainy season justified the strength of their construction. We crossed the river on similar boats that we had seen on the Lauer Doga River. Another attraction of this place was some gulls. They were making a lively display of their hunting skills. We tried to catch a glimpse of their activity. It took almost half-an-hour for our whole team to cross the river.<br /><br />We were off again by around 3:00PM. The next leg of the motorbike journey should be called “dust king”!! Yes! Dusty is was! The road became so dusty at some places that there seemed nothing in front of us! In the first leg of our motorbike journey, we painted the surroundings with dust. And now, the road painted us with dust!! Once we reached our ultimate destination at Tahirpur by around 3:40PM, we discovered what we went through. We almost turned white with dust! All our hair turned grey and we looked like old men! We could hardly believe this transformation. <br /><br />At Tahirpur, Shudipto had arranged a nice staying place for us. A foreign-funded social project had an office there and we could stay the night there. We gave the motorbikes a final goodbye. And what a journey it was. Now we could feel the toil of the journey. The whole road was far from being uniform and one could easily image how hard the life there would be if someone didn’t have or could afford a motorbike ride. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/uVnORqPznsXN2jgoKw0ngw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5NyZJcd8I/AAAAAAAALoo/GdgQFi23Kts/s288/DSC_1981.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Idle times......... Little Cormorants at Shonir Haor, Tahirpur<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Jpds4aHU88zHJaH6pvKyPA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5NzJiTWqI/AAAAAAAALow/jR3f2LEzaxA/s288/DSC_1987.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Coming back home............01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ncH593wjYhhcNGf36a33qQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5N034taVI/AAAAAAAALo4/6jyXKTH-qWM/s288/DSC_1990.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Basking under the setting sun...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Gwr_dzVXOFERGgwGCiTj5w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5N4WMS7UI/AAAAAAAALpI/2TFHbAIJnl0/s288/DSC_2004.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Coming back home............02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Q2MaFwvY6kLqygDFeDCfyg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5N5gn6CMI/AAAAAAAALpQ/JkTeOYv_1Lw/s288/DSC_2005.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Coming back home............03<br /><br /><br />We took some badly-needed shower and began to prepare for the last light of the day. Tahirpur was right on the edge of Shonir Haor. We proceeded there by around 4:30PM. Just like most other wetlands, Shonir Haor was mostly dry in this season. There were paddy fields all over the place. The sun was about to leave us under that green surface. A big family of cormorants were drying their wings on some branches. Kingfishers and black drongos were not that lazy. Egrets were saying goodbye to the sun and returning home in large groups. We were about the see the eternal beauty of our land. It was a beautiful sunset. The large ball of red went down as hard-working people went back from their fields and streams. Thoroughly enjoyed the event until the last moment. The big moon was also rising from the east; completing the whole canvas. Local children flocked around us and made curious subjects out of them. By around 5:30PM, we were back to our staying place.<br /><br />It was now time to calculate the achievements for the day. I was already terming this journey as a memorable one. The whole bike ride around that magnificent landscape was nothing less than breathtaking. The lure of the Meghalaya hills, the crystal clear water and reflections on the Lauer Doga River, the Khashia villages on the foot of Meghalaya hills, the line of boats on the Patnai River—they all added up. And the dusty ride, local food, and our friendship filled in. It was already complete. <br /><br />We spent the evening at local restaurants at Tahirpur and really began to feel the pain of the journey. This kind of journey following an overnight journey by bus would put anyone to bed. We tried to survive until we could finish our dinner. Some of us even went out for one last photographic venture in the dark. But I, along with some others, were dead on the bed. Our target was to wake up at 4:00AM. So, some rest was more than necessary. Others lasted more and had a lot of fun that night, which I only heard in the morning! I sure had a sound sleep. Lucky me!<br /><br />We woke up as we planned. We were off for the boat by around 5:00AM. The sun was far from the horizon. It was dark. The huge moon was going down on the canal. We boarded a big motorboat and made ourselves comfortable. Tried to take a bit of a nap before the real action began. By around 5:25AM, started the third phase of our journey—boat ride. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/JblPSyB9ha1f1rXcSaFeBQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5N7c3jSbI/AAAAAAAALpY/ZMf9sh0_FIY/s288/DSC_0762.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Not yet the beginning.........01 (Tanguar Haor)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/y95v3sDW6Q3m0zNNRxw99A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5N9n3YpVI/AAAAAAAALpo/ATYaFzTPV04/s288/DSC_2048.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Not yet the beginning.........02<br /><br /><br />Shudipto shouted, “wake up if you wanna see sunrise!” and off we went! We all jumped up and mostly positioned ourselves on the roof of the boat. The sun hadn’t yet showed up, but the horizon was showing its colours. And where were we? Is this what we call Tanguar Haor? Yes it is! The landscape changed completely over the last one hour or so. And what a landscape it was! We were heading through a canal that had high banks decorated with almost continuous range of trees. These are “Hijal” trees, which can survive even if they’re inundated half way. They survive during the long wet season this area goes through. There were massive wetlands beyond the other side of the high but narrow riverbanks. And there were hundreds of birds floating on those wetlands. The sound of our boat made them fly in their hundreds. It was a magnificent sight. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/wtTBfJqo3Ob2v_g827Euzg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5N_MenspI/AAAAAAAALpw/rfIKbotNf-0/s288/DSC_2075.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Sunrise at Tanguar Haor.........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/XxPoWmuREW993AFstK5T5w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5OAlgi6PI/AAAAAAAALp4/iQQ6sHq3sXY/s288/DSC_2091.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Sunrise at Tanguar Haor.........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/lRXMCQ-YsgyCLrg6n-OwLQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5OB4pUL7I/AAAAAAAALqA/N55lWUulzso/s288/DSC_0770.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Sunrise at Tanguar Haor.........03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KF5AjWk9Zz6_LzUqVbF77g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5ODAljy8I/AAAAAAAALqI/lmls8-YUHWs/s288/DSC_0776.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Sunrise at Tanguar Haor.........04<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Du_5eb2MLapUakKZSw4pqA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5OEyjlMmI/AAAAAAAALqQ/8aE_3aFooM4/s288/DSC_2099.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Sunrise at Tanguar Haor.........05<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/rOoBEp_Ilt30a4mYtBwyQg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5OIvUKHAI/AAAAAAAALqo/Zv20KQxwevg/s288/DSC_2111.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Sunrise at Tanguar Haor.........06<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/6-FsS6nDKYIeOPzsl8GUpw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5OLD13TbI/AAAAAAAALqw/2cEVfLB4V2M/s288/DSC_2118.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Early morning fishing at Tanguar Haor.......01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/L0C5f1oM0DLGkv17BJUyeQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDZaM2aruUDYdut9LuPqEtRvBJBIbf2cHSeRDxbR_2mCd_YdHL5J-5q2duM5bQqAijafQ7dVJ58VfIsM73DXre1wxDXPelF8rAp_GXf8wYNUZvOYGh_SztzYKYBcKV9cuiY775TOJPINA/s288/DSC_2127.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Early morning fishing at Tanguar Haor.......02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/kHTolxXW1AmUY9JjttDO0w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5OVYkj9wI/AAAAAAAALrY/TPmnyWTZ4x4/s288/DSC_2163.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />And there they go!!<br /><br /><br />Those high banks with their “Hijal” trees followed snake-like patterns through an endless stretch of wetland. And there came the sun. The red ball was slowing making its way up revealing even more beauty of this fantastic landscape. We were dumbfounded! It wasn’t just an opportunity to shoot some superb landscapes, but to experience something with our own eyes that would remain in our memory for a lifetime. Sporadic fishing boats were there, along with some large freighters. Birds flying all around us made the scene vibrant. Migratory ducks flocked at places and flew together on sight of our boat. Gulls, herons, cormorants and egrets were making their best attempts to attract our attention. Terns and drongos were also making their mark. But the migratory waterfowls took the show. They were there in some numbers and their vibrant colours made the place attractive. The sound of their flying together is something to remember. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ioaGHeKu6jpi7j6yyhxX_Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5OcZMVTnI/AAAAAAAALr4/fsY0R8SEI4A/s288/DSC_2191.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Pond Heron in flight..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Ala_egruYTKfeQ1z4Ow9oQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5Ofc0NQsI/AAAAAAAALsQ/DO3bIUnOpCA/s288/DSC_2205.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Little Cormorant (Pankouri) in flight........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/5OnIeYyBGdF1rCLl-l0GDQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5OiBjOyNI/AAAAAAAALsg/JpL9tD65PuI/s288/DSC_2214.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />You can run, but you can't hide!!.......... (A flock of Little Grebe)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/VkSZxFxzaZI3kEPAAin_8g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5Oj6o1EQI/AAAAAAAALso/JAefVsOBeJg/s288/DSC_2225.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Colours of Nature........... (A flock of Pheasant-tailed Jacana)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/r4UrwGGIMwL_FGaZ7fJ7Cg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5OlWX9V-I/AAAAAAAALsw/PkPKPkyCxlA/s288/DSC_2229.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Swooping down.......... (A flock of Pheasant-tailed Jacana)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/qBaUnjTfbDWrlDOURYsbNw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5OmyyXAZI/AAAAAAAALs4/BQhxKt9zVAE/s288/DSC_2230.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Just a white spot........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/RoLU0DJ0fecQvsIbN4jAlA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5OpcAGK1I/AAAAAAAALtI/Ovqpf8LOl5M/s288/DSC_2242.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />In "V" formation.......... (Red-crested Pochard)<br /><br /><br />We now reached a vast “beel” and slowly moved in there from the canal. It was around 7:30AM. The beauty of this vast piece of wetland is beyond description. The water was crystal clear. The whole beel was full of algae. These algae were easily visible because of the clear water. We could see our own shadows on the algae and the ground under the water. The Meghalaya hills were still visible in the distance. The hills provided the backdrop for a complete beauty. We were stunned! I took time off from my lenses too frequently, so that I can say that my eyes had seen those. Why should only my lenses be lucky? I should let my God-gifted lenses the chance to marvel at that scenery. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/rPO4-bcfK85SFIW8RMAGuQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5O1bSwVoI/AAAAAAAALuU/2HSKaqCH1Bg/s288/DSC_2306.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Morning lights............ (Striated Grassbird)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/AW6Aib3u6UpBOBRrtsHY2g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5O33wm_CI/AAAAAAAALuk/w00f9CsCvF0/s288/DSC_2316.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Against that dreamscape........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/eo5P70Dpp3VCvAcac4oW9Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5O-JzO2lI/AAAAAAAALu8/ddFq59RllpY/s288/DSC_2325.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Life goes on.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/z_-DOdwKPrNstpZZqyhkhg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5PDeBtLJI/AAAAAAAALvU/zQkHvPV00mI/s288/DSC_2329.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Off she goes!!............ (Striated Grassbird)<br /><br /><br /><br />We slowly moved in and tried to proceed without our engines. But there was always a limit to the closeness we could achieve. They all would fly together in a massive swarm. We needed something different. By around 8:20AM, we landed and began to explore. There were some birds making the bushes vibrant. We chased them for a while with our cameras. Shudipto came up with the ultimate idea—taking a small boat to go closer to the birds. By around 9:00AM, we managed several boats and some of us took the opportunity. Each boat could carry two of us. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KFsV6QTeNhwcytysXcdQfQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5PKJjH1SI/AAAAAAAALv0/RVRcYwFScPM/s288/DSC_2344.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />They painted the sky with their wings!!<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0GPGY_EvkC2oq0FflfsVIA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5POy8nTFI/AAAAAAAALwM/3dVMEdXuqKg/s288/DSC_2374.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />They knew we were coming!!<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/aQKFuRQpU0twfPP-DbCAWQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5PSmUWL2I/AAAAAAAALwc/kH8Y-fpS2Bw/s288/DSC_2382.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />They really filled the sky!!<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/msX592heT4tsEKB20-IbVg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5PYSUOxrI/AAAAAAAALw0/Oqnjrorm6Uo/s288/DSC_2395.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Hanging business!!........ (Probably Greenish Warbler)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/3aGfL0hdZr_I9v60gadeMQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5Pc181lAI/AAAAAAAALxU/_noAb9KiBug/s288/DSC_2406.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Flying with grace......... (Spot-billed Duck)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/n5j3NGxYTGEcdF0A__-Bpg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5PgZOKa_I/AAAAAAAALxk/qHbl0bhoMuU/s288/DSC_2424.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />King of the swamps......... (Still not clear about its ID)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/uYX9PrcPBIxDuoV4MSXzKQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5PoT3tjbI/AAAAAAAALx8/PXPiTo2evtk/s288/DSC_2464.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />And who told you I didn't see you coming??......... (Purple Swamphen)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/JbO35189KVStOsvhxKlSsg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5PqiEh9tI/AAAAAAAALyM/WwCyx1AUB-Q/s288/DSC_2488.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Watchful eyes.......... (Brahminy Kite)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/wPcccIoLvOSeaOS53_aXoQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFHP3-KA6LYCYNiYMndDPl5BtV9BN8cQjgr9GMDus2JAJGPvMleGHBNh2LEHC9CshQ2f0oqZ32jpyiANzwzER2xnQko5y6Mu7bzlcc3o3Mpc-MiFcvbvuebkQx6FNZsDqWtz_RDV6M55I/s288/DSC_2499.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />I can see my house from here!!........ (Purple Heron)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/HdCFO5v8sxf7XtNaX8KJfg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5P1UY_xGI/AAAAAAAALy0/CZQIXlX_tzc/s288/DSC_2504.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />She's got the longest wings!!......... (Purple Heron)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/94WJFYIFs_DV_dMyOoFrHg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5P5dWerJI/AAAAAAAALzE/Q5hjjK36RZs/s288/DSC_2510.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Now, those legs are long!!........ (Purple Swamphen)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/k25jk4AOevJXQcqr5HYqSg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyyh_vF6tDJEn9LnTFAHlS6oKlILZXF5skJAeKQ_mwgMQTZh-NFl5A-ZeyDvSq4-A5eTyiUmlpGkNxwzzHD-nmixNyrZTMbksds-NFlfHRu00_ET77Y1-nidNj43ZZlb15my86wJWGaZE/s288/DSC_2523crop.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />In celebration of life.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/pd5IeQLzm7fjl9RYxp11iQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5P_-5Jr-I/AAAAAAAALzs/-lQ3TPeQn_0/s288/DSC_2533.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Taking off from a wet runway!!........ (Red-crested Pochard and Coot)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ZqJNpLeYlQ5zXM-3xJ5Qpg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPoI1r9ecxR0cvr6xaUTfRHJa7MSQUuk2tCwUsJmxv4Qpg1NHz94L_yo-GzR-YhkDqbra2zZVjUo4iqQLV-pLvO-Pj-FJ2osi9VudbiyIabuysaCXkSmu7xQx3MoyFat5ZzZmp9Fiokw4/s288/DSC_2542.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Making waves with wings!!........ (Brown-headed Gull)<br /><br /><br />We moved into the bird territory! There they were. In the hundreds. Floating on the water. We went quite close until they made a huge noise with their collective flight. It was something to see. What a magnificent sight! We moved in further until we reached the other bank of the beel. There were more birds there. We skimmed the banks and took photos of the birds from as close a distance as possible. We kept as quiet as possible; still there was a limit to what distance we could achieve. We could identify quite a few bird species there. Not being a birder, me and my boat-mate Nayan Bhai were concentrating on taking pictures. For ID of the birds, we would depend on the experts. But we sure had a field day shooting birds!<br /><br />We came back from the boat-ride by around 10:45AM. And by around 11:00AM, we packed and off we went. This was the end of the magnificent Tanguar Haor birding trip. This would be in our memory for long long time. Actually our mind didn’t want to leave. It would’ve been better if we could spend even more time with the birds. We became captivated by the scene. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/hg8j5JdPPOxPnHEaeD6dpw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5QFFnXHjI/AAAAAAAAL0M/7sCXVEnji8c/s288/DSC_2549.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A typical haor day..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/gluVXpOhx5CXBSctTqs-Jg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5QSluRPkI/AAAAAAAAL08/8vuGod9ui-A/s288/DSC_2570.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Take-off!!......... (Little Cormorant)<br /><br /><br />Another leg of the boat journey began. We again started our travel through canals. Now we could see the activity of more people. We could watch the life around this haor area. This is truly Bangladesh. Lucky that I made the trip! Something that I said too often during the whole tour. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_Im9bNZH4mpXjaY4rRwMqg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5QkrLUHLI/AAAAAAAAL2E/kN-_nBpQOyo/s288/DSC_2599.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Curves of the land.......... (Sulemanpur Bazar)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vNb7zPAeU6bODPPyqUYfmw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5QzDuvR7I/AAAAAAAAL2s/42qTmZ5wLIU/s288/DSC_2609.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Bathing..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/5VAWgWQ-_W52aaPaWBGbVw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5Q9RIdgMI/AAAAAAAAL3A/6BTDgaLY_ag/s288/DSC_0810.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Sun-shades...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/tSrFcfvVOOBboy_LFevMdg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5RDjVTfvI/AAAAAAAAL3I/oeYuOfvn6Ck/s288/DSC_0813.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Its election times.........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/tRvCMYsTXByKGb7j5iSNDw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5RGdp-ALI/AAAAAAAAL3Q/XuSg2Ger5qc/s288/DSC_2616.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Close encounter!!<br /><br /><br />By around 12:20PM, we reached Sulemanpur Bazaar. This was where we were supposed to have our lunch. The place was a true village bazaar. We looked around and had a glimpse of the local life. We had our lunch there and had an idea about the purchasing power of the local people, which I’m afraid to say, didn’t look too high. This is an area where only one crop is produced throughout the year, whereas other parts of the country produces 2/3 crops per year. During most of the year, the ground remains under water. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/PDHEFnIKI-NE2z07VQzw1A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5RIox0YBI/AAAAAAAAL3Y/kGoJBG4Y2zY/s288/DSC_2619.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Daily trdes........... (Khanamoia Canal)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ih59iQtETQjRhNHAHwVWgw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5RNxZxdxI/AAAAAAAAL3o/vDN-VzzLcBs/s288/DSC_0816.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A lonely walk...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/kDBd0aQwS69x4Z_lbVxMRw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5RSf1vDPI/AAAAAAAAL3w/OdCaWhxkZKY/s288/DSC_2625.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Everyone works.......<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/jZxOvsauswyY0QLJtYtdsw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5RVUNBwfI/AAAAAAAAL34/gAelwXfXFt0/s288/DSC_2636.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />White plane......... (Great Egret at Khanamoia Haor)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/mAOehT0RvRx-h_J78az0QQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5RZ0J3gYI/AAAAAAAAL4A/PUzpLS1puZk/s288/DSC_2639.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Black plane......... (Great Cormorant at Khanamoia Haor)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/6LixSkPN4Q6aWMomL_c2lA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5RtWOOVsI/AAAAAAAAL4g/gMScfxT5HEs/s288/DSC_2654.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Windows of hope..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/el5jsZQPSsIq9A1lqb-dWQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5Ru9piB2I/AAAAAAAAL4o/Tqk5DHC9zNo/s288/DSC_2656.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />These are bird-cages!!<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/uq5pWsoRrtXCcaWUBFFNuA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5R0M0hRmI/AAAAAAAAL5A/e9jTMyzLNKg/s288/DSC_2661.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />A maze of bamboos........ (Baulai River)<br /><br /><br /><br />By around 2:45PM, we ended our stay at Sulemanpur Bazar. We moved through yet more canals. Canals and rivers are the integral part of life here. Even if canals and rivers are mentioned too often, their names aren’t the easiest to remember. Khanamoia Canal took us to Khanamoia Haor. There were more birds there. Egrets, herons and cormorants were in abundance. The canal banks were crossed by locals with their daily trades as well as their grazing cattle. We also went past Hasanpur Village on our left. The village façade was enough to provide us with a contrast against the calm surroundings. This canal led us to the Baulai River, which happens to be the most important river in that region. Many commercial boats were crossing our boat from the south. We could see the sun leaning on the horizon on our right. The river was full of activities. Fishing villages were accompanied by fishing nets of various kinds along the riverbanks. There were some small boats being towed by boatmen on foot against the tide. This is not seen too often these days due to heavy use of motor engines. <br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/O5zclPJ3VR0PwcTREEA5zQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5R8tyfWHI/AAAAAAAAL5o/Be5z63sizkI/s288/DSC_2724.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Portrait of a bird..........01 (Green Bee-eater)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/FxjSEDPQRFwjUMCxX_TLdQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5SASZ3tZI/AAAAAAAAL54/APiCNZW3ifw/s288/DSC_2736.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Portrait of a bird..........02 (Green Bee-eater)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/iufhUmUVSv-wXskMuW_97w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5SCJqXEXI/AAAAAAAAL6A/imtpC5ZhzhI/s288/DSC_2746.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />White fruits??<br /><br /><br /><br />By around 4:00PM, we suddenly noticed a huge flock of egrets on a bunch of trees. The tree tops became white with the egrets! We anchored our boat to have a look. That tree was actually on the other end of a large beel. And the beel was full of waterfowls. We could also see a single Purple Heron flying over there. Another tree close to us was full of Asian Pied Starlings. Then the surprise struck us. We were very close to a family of green bee-eaters (shui chora). Me and Nurur Bhai moved in very carefully to see them from a close distance. And we did. We shot the birds with big lenses from barely 15 feet away! They were almost like modeling in front of us. We wanted to capture them flying, but their speed and very short flying distance disappointed us. After a while we gave up and boarded the boat once again. It was around 4:25PM. <br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/VkLp-a2PtNFr8XKYeC3QoA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5SDlvZnkI/AAAAAAAAL6I/DCHP4kGKJ3g/s288/DSC_2748.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Afternoon walk............<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ZbwwFAitJhlLdRLxwnEhDQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5SFmbj1uI/AAAAAAAAL6Q/imoYiOTbGwk/s288/DSC_2749.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Everyone travels..........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/h4d2XRB6kxKa4O3tDvANwQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5SGiPjnxI/AAAAAAAAL6Y/Dl_q2w3ilhg/s288/DSC_2752.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />This is called "Godhuli"........01 (Go=Cattle + Dhuli=Dust; referring to the time when cattle go home rasing dust in the air)<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/b3qyEStwRrkuuJvO06ExLA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl8C0VML1aL-noEYXL8SF9agV5-odLJErarC3Ji3av4x4wh9mnEvu2bcnUZbjh-5EmAyPRhj31ZqrlysZNR2z1ZJjFAXIsMPstzYjle5t_dxRN9o2p0UHN2E6-sWez7AHDxg9kN4H5Nj4/s288/DSC_2755.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />This is called "Godhuli"........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/j9oYWfhyA0vfoZ2710mujw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5SK6kKtMI/AAAAAAAAL6w/XJncIiHHx_Y/s288/DSC_2766.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />White dots on a misty land........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vD3KU3IS1Wrzy9XlLuA3Pg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5SSFMreoI/AAAAAAAAL7Y/jCDd19TC8kU/s288/DSC_2822.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Sunset on the Baulai River..........01<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/yYb66HGCzfzhvIByEbRErg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5STmNIfgI/AAAAAAAAL7g/l5mHfUpnm1I/s288/DSC_2829.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Sunset on the Baulai River..........02<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/xrm95Kedsm8cDFs6exmg9w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5SUjxdfyI/AAAAAAAAL7o/djascpuuPV4/s288/DSC_2834.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Sunset on the Baulai River..........03<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/pqYni3YGMMZyNVr43uOOyg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5SXNWc9aI/AAAAAAAAL74/LYkxQjeG7HQ/s288/DSC_2849.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Sunset on the Baulai River..........04<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/89gqW6pSbVLnY2idyERsMw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5SYnFXHpI/AAAAAAAAL8A/6PwhNHcJtnU/s288/DSC_2854.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Sunset on the Baulai River..........05<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/81CwfiLycUUOZhwR07TgNA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqApRMq-H_kWs2Y4otXQufEAIF_9Vz2Ra92XvmzraWRmgebVKtPq8_H5DRRfQhbdTSPHHNOHonMo0yqInyPYXsVbWOtrIkYmFw8AnJPhUzxbhJA-hZqBhTmVah4lRHZVupnu5QV5jeHiI/s288/DSC_2842.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Man under the moon......... Moonrise on Baulai River....<br /><br /><br /><br />This last leg of our boat journey was culmination of a fantastic voyage. We watched the sunset more than we shot it. Yet, we ended up clicking a huge number of snaps. We simply couldn’t snap enough. Shepherds were taking their cattle home under the glowing sun. Farmers were returning home from their fields. The moon was also rising on our left. We turned right once and then turned left! This is when I was shaking my head in disbelief—what a beautiful country it is! And what a crime I’ve committed not coming here for so long. I was singing a song in my mind:<br /><br />“Emon deshti kothao khuje pabe nako tumi<br />sokol desher rani she je amar jonmobhumi<br />she je amar jonmobhumi.”<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ML1C212l5ZdN-vh4hYjO4w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp5JPZZG7GUSZ0-MMK34Pv9jf6FLF6IVD1TM88TeHeMpL7MA8MdADarkphqiaP_Gqq1LlhzGAT9dGsz9dhIJQSisCb2Q821DuqE3fx0DG4v3VlfZo7MGYxFTG7JUtGQbuuFPxEKb1_dKk/s288/DSC_2869.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Misty evening...........<br /><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/OH7W9Pjl8Uhha86XtbkI7g?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GGSfw0n2rH4/SW5Sd8sa4ZI/AAAAAAAAL8g/CIh9o-0V0nc/s288/DSC_0831.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr></table><br />Moonrise over Jaysree Bazar........<br /><br /><br />I was speechless! I shot away until I was out of disks in my camera. It was an utter joy. It was heaven on earth! Our boat went on until the sun was under the horizon and the canals around the river were full of misty air. We reached Jaysree Bazar by around 5:20PM. This was the end of a truly memorable boat journey. Without a shadow of doubt, the best I’ve made in my life so far. <br /><br />At Jaysree Bazar we had some refreshments and waited for Shudipto’s next directive. We came to know that we ran into some sort of a trouble. We were supposed to ride in another 16 motorcycles to reach Mohanganj in Netrokona district. But it was the time for local government elections. The campaigners took most of the motorcycles available in the area. Now we were left with no more than 6 motorcycles. This was the time to apply some common sense and logic. We had our bus from Mohanganj for Dhaka. And to reach Mohanganj in time, we needed to utilize our time as efficiently as possible. We squeezed 11 people in 6 bikes and 5 of us proceeded in rickshaws. I was in one of the rickshaws.<br /><br />This was no ordinary road journey. This road was a dusty road through a barren dried haor. The only thing in favour was the moon. It was almost full moon and the visibility was very good indeed. There was no fog either. We could perfectly see the ruggedness of the road, which forced us to walk alongside our rickshaw quite a few times. And did I say it was a barren land? We could find one big “Hijal” tree there in the midst of that low-lying dried-out “ocean”! Now I could imagine why Shudipto was talking of crossing this stretch of land under daylight conditions. And also, imagine the condition without the moon in the sky and mist in the air! How dark it would be in such conditions, only the Almighty knows!<br /><br />There seemed to have been an attempt to build a highway there, probably from Mohanganj to Sunamganj. But the condition of the embankments protecting the road didn’t seem to invite confidence. The big concrete slabs capitulated in front of the massive force of Nature. They were pulverized in most places. After a long rickshaw journey, we reached Dharmapasha, an Upazila town. This was the end of Sunamganj district. We met some of our bikers returning from Mohanganj to pick us up. They took us from there, ending the role of the rickshaws. The motorcycles raced us to Mohanganj within another 20 minutes. But the rickshaw journey seemed much safer and definitely more comfortable. <br /><br />After this extraordinary night road journey, we all reached Mohanganj by around 8:15PM. Those who reached earlier, had the chance to fill their stomach a bit at a local restaurant. But it was very important to move on. A four-hour journey would put us in Dhaka after half past midnight, making the way home difficult. So we rushed. Shudipto had already arranged a whole bus for us alone! We were only 16 people on board! We reigned over the wheels for as long as we could sustain ourselves. We celebrated the emphatic journey and had a lot of fun. Then we went to sleep God knows when! We were dead tired. We reached Dhaka by around 1:00AM. It was a safe journey home for all of us. The end was well and good.<br /><br />I was thinking and kept on thinking. What a journey it was! We can boast in front of others—we had seen the beauty of Bangladesh! I would want to make that journey once again.<br /><br />Note: This blog contains some of the images from the tour. For more photos, please visit the whole gallery at:<br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/asharif110/TTLSafariTanguarHaorSunamganjJanuary2009?feat=embedwebsite">TTL Safari: Tanguar Haor, Sunamganj, January 2009</a></td></tr>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com10