Dipan Nandy

To keep the capital clean during the sacrificial rituals of  Eid-ul-Azha, the two city corporations fixed 535 designated spots to  sacrifice animals during Eid in 2015.

Conventionally, a library is supposed to be a place where people come and read neatly stacked books in peace. However, “Krishaker Batighar” (lighthouse of farmers in translation) breaks this convention and brings the library to the people.

At least 600 buses leaving from Gabtoli terminal to the southwestern districts have not been able to use the Padma Bridge since its inception as their route permits have not been issued yet.

After Padma Bridge’s opening for regular commute, launch owners saw a decline in passengers for the waterways.

“For the last one week, the water has been rising here. It’s increased by, like, two feet. We’re fearing that we may get flooded, at a time when the water in Sylhet is receding.”

Despite its name, no one could call Rasulbagh Children’s Park a place appropriate for children a few years ago. It used to be crowded with those who abused drugs, and a little rain   waterlogged the whole place.

For a long time, locals of the capital’s Basabo, both young and old, had been longing for a park that would fulfil all their leisure needs.

Five years ago, Lalbagh’s Hazi Abdul Alim Playground was on the verge of extinction. It housed a garbage dumping station and those who abused drugs. And so, residents had no option for a recreational spot near their homes.

Even on a good day, five to 10 people visit Dhaka Nagar Jadughar, the one inside Nagar Bhaban of Dhaka South City Corporation (DSCC). On some days, not even a single visitor can be seen on the premises.

It has been 50 years today since an independent Bangladesh got its national poet.

Caged wildlife being displayed for human entertainment -- this old-age arrangement of ​​the zoo will be scrapped for good. And when that happens, the animals will begin to roam around in an open environment; people will enjoy their sight from a safe distance.

In the tumultuous times of the 1940s, when women, particularly belonging to conservative Muslim families, were mostly absent in the public sphere, weekly magazine Begum emerged to give them a voice of their own. Established by renowned journalist and Saogat editor Mohammad Nasiruddin, in 1947, the weekly was run by her daughter Nurjahan.

Shahbagh Shishu Park has remained closed since January 2019, as the authorities are working to modernise it. But no progress has been made on the modernisation project for the last three and a half years.

Rokanpur Library, located on the third floor of Rokonpur Community Center beside Kabi Nazrul Government College in Laxmibazar, can hardly be called a library anymore. It suffers from a shortage of books and has lost its ability to attract readers.

Bangladesh National Museum and Ahsan Manzil reopened yesterday after  Eid holidays. Their doors were open from 3:00pm onwards, but visitors found themselves faced with a unique form of suffering.

Due to the pandemic, Eid celebrations saw little fervour in the last two years. The religious festival finally regained its ardour this year, with the capital’s residents flocking to various centres of entertainment.

In her late 70s, Nadira Begum has signs of aging written in the wrinkles on her face. Her smile has faded over years of toiling. Married at a young age, she got separated from her then husband and had to leave behind her children. She got remarried, but her husband is no more. Nadira’s life now is all about solitude. As Eid arrives, everything remains exactly the same.

Although Sutrapur Modern Gymnasium, located near the capital’s Katherpool intersection, has the word “modern” in its name, visitors will have a hard time finding anything modern about it.

On Friday afternoon, at Tejgaon’s Satrasta intersection in the capital, a peculiar “hotel” was seen next to the land survey building. There, it doesn’t cost money to get a whole meal; anybody can avail one for a good deed done by them in the day. 

On hot summer days, when the scorching heat would leave pedestrians exhausted, the park would serve as a resting place. Mornings would see clusters of people belonging to different age groups flocking for routine workouts. In the golden hours of the afternoons, the triangular park became a place for light chats.