In bustling Dhaka, people of all ages are reconnecting with nature—petting strays, planting trees, and finding peace in greenery—proving that even small acts of care can help build a greener, more livable city.

The vanishing of bees isn't a distant environmental tale, it's a local, urgent reality.

Guliakhali does not try to impress you with rolling waves or the classic “beach photo-op” look. It just is. It seems as though someone took a beach, churned it in a mangrove forest, and then gently spread a grassy carpet on top. There are a lot of open grasslands, areas of shimmering water that cut through the green like silver veins, and mangrove roots that rise like natural sculptures. You don’t arrive at Guliakhali; you ease into it.

To me, birdsongs are the harbinger of spring. I know the season is about to arrive in Delaware because after a series of unusually frigid mornings, which lasted from December through February, cheerful chirping of red-breasted robins, blue jays, and chickadees has now filled the morning air.

The diminutive 58-year-old said rapacious elephants would often destroy months of work in her farmland that sits between two parts of Kenya's world-renowned Tsavo National Park.

Most of the forest and relevant laws in practice are from the British regime, and devoid of any consideration of the people.

These are our shared dreams that inspire a sense of community–we are all in it together.

Alright, fellow wanderers, gather around because we are diving (or summiting) into the ultimate showdown: mountains or seas? It's like picking your favourite flavour of ice cream, but instead of chocolate or vanilla, we are talking about the epic clash between rocky wonders and salty adventures.

Jahangirnagar University must protect its green campus

When you put “development” against nature, it’s always “development” that wins.

It is true that living without our smartphones or social media in this day and age is next to impossible but it is also true that due to technology we often feel disconnected from the natural world.

"The nurturing of my withered plant was in fact nurturing me."

Filling up a water body is in violation of the conservation law

While Dhaka was losing its splendour after the fall of Mughal Empire, the local zamindars and nawabs under British rule tried to revive its past splendour as the city of gardens. Dhaka's Baldha Garden is one of the most magnificent examples of this beautification effort. Still it is one of the richest botanical gardens of this subcontinent that spans 3.15 acres of land and boasts of eighteen thousand plant specimens of eight hundred different species. It has some of the rarest species of plants that can be found nowhere else in Bangladesh or even in this subcontinent.

The nature trails of Bangladesh have a lot to offer, be it to flora and fauna enthusiasts or those looking for a spiritual experience. The roar of cascading waterfalls after monsoons, and the chirping of rare and exotic birds in unadulterated terrain, have a way of calling back those who have had a taste of trekking.

Why, and how, is the sky so colourful these days?

People say that we do not have the tradition of rose cultivation here in Bangladesh. The rose cultivation in our country is entirely a new phenomenon. The Middle Eastern or European countries are referred to as the origin of rose.

Spring is knocking on our door. You can feel it in the air: the dryness gone from the atmosphere and the biting cold superseded by a calming wind that loosens you up from icy inertia.

Tangua haor is a mini ocean during monsoon. But in winter much of the water is gone and the haor turns into a maze of interconnected wetlands called beels. Once away from the muddy shores overgrown with reeds, one can see through the clear beel water a magnificent green carpet of plants at the bottom. This garden, hidden underneath the water, is visited by thousands of ducks during the winter months every year.

Man-made intervention in the upstream turns Teesta a wild river in monsoon and a desert in winter.