Raffat Binte Rashid is editor of My Dhaka at The Daily Star.
I decided to compile a random list of street snacks for the bohemian souls of Dhaka. The range of street food in Dhaka is so extensive that some of us have yet to taste new treats at any random street corner or alley in this maze of a city.
Asma Khan is an advocate for women’s empowerment through food -- honest, eloquent, and unapologetically frank.
‘Shattered Lands’ journeys through fractured histories of 1947 Partition that made modern South Asia
“Time is money” -- this capitalist anthem has forced us, the modern world citizens, to optimise and monetise every second of our waking hours. We compute our accomplishments quantitatively, without regard for the quality of the task done.
Holiday markets, weekend farmer’s markets, night markets, thrift markets -- these are the places that always seem to trigger my spending compulsion.
Getting back to the pages of an unread novel, lying by your bedside for months, is indeed a great thing.
The wailing sound of the ambulance siren near the hospital was loud and roaring; random pedestrians and street-vendors were clearing the road to allow the approaching ambulances to pass
When you grow old, you slow down your pace and seek calm. You want to be away from the hubbub of city life and live for yourself; toying with this realisation, I am in search of a quiet place to drop my anchor. I am twiddling between Rajshahi, Faridpur, and Barishal.
I decided to compile a random list of street snacks for the bohemian souls of Dhaka. The range of street food in Dhaka is so extensive that some of us have yet to taste new treats at any random street corner or alley in this maze of a city.
Asma Khan is an advocate for women’s empowerment through food -- honest, eloquent, and unapologetically frank.
‘Shattered Lands’ journeys through fractured histories of 1947 Partition that made modern South Asia
“Time is money” -- this capitalist anthem has forced us, the modern world citizens, to optimise and monetise every second of our waking hours. We compute our accomplishments quantitatively, without regard for the quality of the task done.
Holiday markets, weekend farmer’s markets, night markets, thrift markets -- these are the places that always seem to trigger my spending compulsion.
Getting back to the pages of an unread novel, lying by your bedside for months, is indeed a great thing.
The wailing sound of the ambulance siren near the hospital was loud and roaring; random pedestrians and street-vendors were clearing the road to allow the approaching ambulances to pass
When you grow old, you slow down your pace and seek calm. You want to be away from the hubbub of city life and live for yourself; toying with this realisation, I am in search of a quiet place to drop my anchor. I am twiddling between Rajshahi, Faridpur, and Barishal.
The article celebrates the rich culture, heritage, and health benefits of tea, lamenting Dhaka’s shift toward coffee culture. It envisions a dream tea bar honouring traditional tea rituals, artisan varieties, and community connection amid modern coffee trends.
There are men in pink or men who support women’s rights.