Biju, Boisu, Sangrai, Bihu, Shangkran, and Bishu are different versions of a festival celebrating the New Year and the arrival of spring in the Chittagong Hill Tracts (CHT). Each indigenous community has its own name for it in their dialect, and together they are often grouped under the umbrella term Boisabi.

My first encounter with the word “aam tel’” wasn’t in my own kitchen, but through the West Bengal series “Indubala’s Bhaater Hotel”.

At the centre of the capital, a new kind of park is quietly emerging. Nestled in Agargaon, adjacent to the Bangladesh Air Force Museum and the Agargaon Metro Station gate, it features a glass tunnel aquarium, a bird aviary, a koi pond, and a waterfall.

Dhaka has always been a city that returns to itself. Every alley, riverbank, and ruin seems to hold another story waiting to be rediscovered.

By sheer stroke of chance, I stepped into the exhibition space of Galleri Kaya in Uttara and managed to take a quick look at the group art exhibition titled “CROSSROAD … not a project”.

“Go back to where you came from, leave us alone,” I bet that line made you angry. It’s one of those lines you hear from certain elitists across the world, and, ironically, even in Dhaka.

A city that never sleeps, a buzzing metropolis sheltering millions grappling with the race against time -- Dhaka might pose as an architect’s dizziest dilemma.

In moments of dreamy, wistful escape, I wish I could live a stranger’s life in a forgotten world, or even stand rooted like an ancient tree, radiating a quiet, zen-like energy to all who come near.

Ramadan nights in Dhaka are not just about food -- they are about friendship, memory, and the joy of gathering.

A rickshaw ride in the evening is one of my favourite ways to unwind. Although pedalling through the crowded residential lanes of Dhaka is anything but relaxing, I love it nonetheless.

When locally grown strawberries first hit the Dhaka market, still in their trial runs, the fruits were as sour as sour could be. But trust us, Dhaka vendors, we’ve created a desi-styled street snack, like a bhorta mix, to go with it.

Dhaka has many places that promise knowledge. Nilkhet, of course, is not the tidiest of them, but it is certainly the truest.

Albeit all experiences are subjective, some are shared because they are inevitable

Why the metro rail is now Dhaka’s best way to travel

Dhaka’s streets have acquired an interesting kind of noise: one that beeps, clangs, and occasionally insults your strength in bright red numbers.

For the first time, the country’s eight contemporary architectural studios have come together to unveil a unique group exhibition at Aloki, Dhaka

Dhaka might not experience winter for long but it sure loves to prepare for it

Access to clean, compassionate hospital care in the city still depends on the size of one’s wallet

Paw Carnival 2026 reminds the city

Chandni Chowk and Gausia: The heart of shopping in the city