Memories, no matter what they say, will eventually fade away. In my case, whenever the process begins I’ll try my best to resist it. These are the very last photographs I’ve taken of my beloved university campus, BUET. Stay lively, jolly and beautiful as ever…!
The series continues from where it left.
It’ll be continued…
It has always been the posh-healthy-good looking people who get the opportunity to represent their race. Furthermore, when it comes to the documentation of daily life of regular men; the people belonging to the majority group are almost everytime get overlooked. It’s the minority who are the center of focus.
So, how does the ordinary men from ordinary majority group of East Bengal look like? Are they good looking? Do they seem content with their life? What do they expect from life in the upcoming years? Does their expression reveal anything about them?
To be continued…
The way I have seen the campus, the way the views were consolidated on my memories shall remain the same. Biological cells will wear out, but not the memories. They’ll keep shining like the light through a finely cut diamond, which would keep shining as long as the light source is alive.
Finally, our ways parted. The moments can no longer linger, except in my memory palace. These memories, these moments would be the crowing jewels of all.
Ekushey Book Fair , the national book fair of Bangladesh takes place every year in the month of February, commemorating the valor of the Martyrs of Language Movement, 1952. Bangla Academy premises and Suhrawardy udyan are the venues.
Coming with astounding moral showcase, the greatness,pride & dignity of Bengali race are displayed with jaw dropping fashion.
& it ends with the labor of underpaid 5-6 years old kids.
I hope the readers get the gist of the event in this short description.