From Life at the Dump Yard: It is a place that in guaranteed to play havoc with the olfactory glands of the passers-by. The unsightly land with nothing but garbage spread across a vast area, will induce dizziness and a throbbing headache in an average person with in a few minutes. Although the normal instincts of the citizens dictate them to avoid passing the toxic dump yard at all costs, there is a huge group of people who eke out a living from collecting and selling ‘Bhangari’ (broken pieces of junk).
From Take Me Home: Due to Bangladesh’s large population, inadequate seats on the trains and poverty, it is quite common to see a thick layer of people occupying the roof of a train. Frequent accidents, which occur when a free rider slips, are not enough to deter these stowaways of the railway.
“‘Today, I count myself blessed, having become a photographer. To be able to articulate the experiences of the voiceless, to bring their identity to the forefront, gives meaning and purpose to my own life.’
“Akash’s passion for photography began in 1996. He attended the World Press Photo seminar in Dhaka for 3 years and graduated with a BA in Photojournalism from Pathshala, Dhaka. He has received more than 40 international awards from all around the world and his work has been featured in over 50 major international publications including: Time, Sunday Times, Newsweek, Geo, Stern, Der Spiegel, Brand Ein, The Guardian, Marie Claire, Colors, The Economist, The New Internationalist, Kontinente, Amnesty Journal, Courier International, PDN, Die Zeit, Days Japan, Hello, and Sunday Telegraph of London.”
From Vigilantes in Pink: Fed up with abusive husbands and corrupt officials, India’s poorest women are banding together, taking up arms, and fighting back. Even more shocking than the pink saris they wear: Their quest for justice is actually working. In one of the most backward regions of India, the badlands of Central India, village women dressed in pink saris are getting togther to fight corruption and injustice and to raise their voices against the system.
From Living on the Fringe: “Shame Akash ! Don’t show us these pictures. It’s a sin even to look at them.” This was the reaction of Jhomur, my sister-in-law, to my story about a group of homosexual men living in my neighborhood. Her reaction is typical. Religious beliefs and cultural standards of morality make homosexuality an unacceptable abomination in Bangladesh. The kote, as gays are called locally, are ostracized and thus live together in small communities.
From Born to Work: Child labour is not a new issue in Bangladesh. as children remain here one of the most vulnerable groups living under threats of hunger, illiteracy, displacement, exploitation, trafficking, physical and mental abuse. 17.5 percent of total children of the 5-15 age group are engaged in economic activities. Factory owners prefer to employ children as they could pay them less and also able to keep their factories free from trade unionism. A child laborer gets 400 to 700 taka (or roughly 6 to $10) per month, while an adult worker earns up to 5000 taka (or roughly $71) per month.
posted by: Brent Carter