We arrived in
Dhaka, Bangladesh in September 2004. The first weeks were very wet ones, it was the worst
and longest flooding in
many years, which you can see on the pictures. In the months before we
came there was a flooding from the main rivers in Bangladesh, the
Brahmaputra and the Ganges, which left millions of people homeless.
Now, luckily the dry period is on
its way and things look a little sunnier. |

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Only a month after the
worst flooding in a century the country was struck by some days of no-stop
rain, which the near-medieval sewage system was unable to absorb,
resulting in another severe flooding. The water was knee-deep in the
streets of Dhaka, the Government declared a National Holiday as the
offices could not be reached; in our house, the water came straight from
the outside through the wall and resulted in buckets full of water
descending the stairs. It went on until
mid-October, no matter how often the Dhaka local population assured us
that after the 30th of September, the dry season should start.
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 Apart from all the
water, Bangladesh has another interesting feature: traffic. Bangladesh is
the most densely populated country in the world, many people living on a
small patch of land, and everybody is going somewhere. The roads are
stuffed with buses, cars, baby taxi's,
rickshaws and pedestrians.
The car drivers don't respect the
rickshaws and vice versa. Everybody
drives with the hand on the horn and uses it at least every two minutes,
no matter if there is a reason or not (usually not). So the traffic is
incredibly noisy. It takes you an hour to drive 10 kilometers in the city.
The pictures are taken on a square in the business center of Dhaka, where
traffic goes round in an endless circle, day and night. |
Rickshaws
are a striking feature in Dhaka. There are many of them, maybe more than
cars. They can move whenever the cars are stuck and they even will drive
when the town is flooded. They are beautifully decorated. It takes a
little bit of experience to step in and out gracefully, especially if you
are carrying a bag. Bangladeshi people have less trouble and sometimes sit
with a family of four on a bench that was meant for two, leaving the poor
rickshaw-wallah struggling away to keep his vehicle moving. In the
evening the rickshaws don't carry any light, so cars often have to hit
their brakes in the very last moments because the
rickshaw was hardly
visible. Even though in rural area's like
Chittagong
we have seen
rickshaws carrying little oil lamps on the bottom. To say
that that would be a safe solution would be over-optimistic,
however.
The rickshaw-wallahs rent the
rickshaw from an owner, who normally owns
many rickshaws. Because trips are very cheap, they have to do a lot of
cycling only to break even their rent. Many rickshaw-wallahs come from
little villages and they are usually very poor.
The
month of Ramadan is strictly observed in Bangladesh and everybody is happy
when it is time for the Eid-ul-Fitr, the celebration of the end of
Ramadan. About one and a half month after that, it is time for the
Eid-ul-Azha (Arabic meaning is festival of sacrifice), the second largest
Muslim Holiday. The festival lasts about three days. During the festival
people celebrate the fact that Abraham, who was ready to offer his son to
God, was told that an animal would be enough.
 Therefore, the slaughtering of an animal is obligatory, but there is a
choice: it may be a cow, buffalo, camel, goat or lamb. In Bangladesh cows
are very popular sacrificable animals; obviously, camels are a little
harder to come by. However, the import of camels shows a major increase
during those days. The sacrificed animal has to be split in three: one
third for the owner, one third for his relatives and one third for the
poor.
In the Middle ages there were also human sacrifices; nowadays this is out
of the question, even though re-installment of the procedure as well as
possible victims have been suggested by unhappy population groups.
Bangladesh
has a big population and the large majority is Muslim. As a result, many
cows are sold. In special places in Dhaka, you can see temporarily cow
markets where thousands of cows wearily await their fate. The owners show
their happiness by decorating the animals. It is unknown if the cows are
happy too, neither if they enjoy this kind of decoration. |
On
the 21st of February, the Bengali people celebrate Amar Ekushey (in Bangladeshi
language this means "Martyr’s Day"). When Pakistan was separated from India in August
1947 (as East and West Pakistan, disconnected by 1,600 kilometers India),
the Bengali language, spoken in East Pakistan, the current Bangladesh, was
under threat. The Western Pakistani held the political power and decided
Urdu should be the national language, even though in East Pakistan the
population was far larger. In 1952, Rafiq, Barkat, Jabbar and Salam, were
killed, as part of a group unarmed protesting students, and thus became
the martyrs, who are remembered on “Bangla Language Martyr’s Day”. In
1999, the UNESCO proclaimed this day as “International Mother Language
Day”, as an incentive to preserve all mother languages. Amar Ekushey has
become a symbol for Bangla independence as well. The monument of Shahid
Minar was erected on the place where the four students were killed. It
represents a mother, protecting her children against the red sun. |
Biswa Isjtema is a three-day
festival, the second-largest congregation of Muslims on the bank of the
Turag river. The name stands for something like "World congress".
Not everybody participates: serious Muslims have found that
this occasion is not mentioned anywhere in the Koran and therefore, they
doubt the value. They think that it is just an opportunity to get together
and join in meals and useless gossip. Others however enjoy participation
(and the meals and gossip), but if the time has
come to go home again, they are the first to board the train. |
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