Grey areas remain. Deepfake content is recognised, but victims often lack recourse under copyright law because they do not “own” the manipulated material. Section 17 addresses harmful AI outputs, yet identifying the origin of automated, AI-driven harassment remains technically complex.

The prospect of societal advancement while keeping women outside the mainstream of development is simply unrealistic.

Across every region of the country, within families of many different communities, classes, and professions, countless individuals are being subjected to physical and psychological violence. What follows is a brief attempt to outline the legal framework governing marriage, divorce, maintenance, and child guardianship under the laws currently in force in Bangladesh.

Khushi Chakma, a 34-year-old mother from Shimultuli Village in Rangamati, is transforming her community’s economic landscape through climate-resilient farming.

The dawn of International Women’s Day 2026 arrives with a sombre resonance. While the streets of Dhaka are often decorated in shades of purple, the headlines tell a grimmer story.

City Bank PLC is widely utilising it’s City Alo platform, successfully in order to dismantle the structural barriers while fostering digital literacy to ensure women remain central pillars of Bangladesh’s formal economy.

Monisha Abraham, the first woman Managing Director in BAT Bangladesh’s 116-year history, sees leadership as something earned through action and accountability, not titles. Early in her career, senior leaders trusted her with real responsibility, shaping that belief.

This year, EBL is celebrating Women’s Day by transforming financial inclusion into measurable economic impact. In this interview with The Daily Star, Managing Director,

Trust Bank PLC marks this year Women’s Day by prioritising female-led growth. In this interview with the Daily Star, the Managing Director and CEO Ahsan Zamam Chowdhury explains how by bypassing collateral barriers and spousal guarantees, the bank transforms regulatory mandates into a strategic pillar for national economic empowerment and inclusive, long-term prosperity.

There is a certain kind of stillness that settles in once you stop chasing the future and start living it. Even as you navigate the familiar rush—juggling classes, meeting deadlines, and moving through the daily hum of traffic—life has started to feel remarkably quiet.

The first salary is never just a sum of money; the thought itself is amazing and carries a weight that makes one feel different.

Bangladesh offers a compelling example of both progress and possibility. Since its birth as an independent nation, women have played a central role in shaping its development.

A closer look at why justice must be visible, accessible, and humane for those who need it most.

Let’s be honest. Most of us don’t buy “an Eid outfit.” We buy a morning outfit, an ‘afternoon plan’ outfit, and the ‘okay, tonight I need to look serious’ outfit. And if we are lucky, or socially overbooked, we need options for day two and day three as well.

The sun rose like a warm golden yolk. It spilt over the rooftops of the sleeping city. It was the morning of Eid. The air was thick with the scent of cardamom and ghee. Amara woke up before her alarm. She was nine years old. This was her favourite day of the year. She jumped out of bed. Her new dress was hanging in the wardrobe. It was the colour of a summer sky. It had tiny silver beads that looked like stars. She touched the fabric softly. It felt like magic.

Eid used to arrive before the sun did. She would wake to the smell of ghee and cardamom drifting under her door, to the sharp hiss of onions hitting hot oil, and to her mother’s bangles chiming softly as she stirred shemai in the kitchen. The house buzzed: cousins fought for the bathroom, fists rapped on locked doors, buckets sloshed, and laughter crashed along narrow hallways. Even the curtains seemed brighter then, breathing in the pale gold of morning as if they, too, were excited.

If you grew up in the 90s or early 2000s, I bet you can remember the exact feeling of an Eid card. The slightly rough texture of the paper, the dusting of glitter that stayed on your fingertips, and the smell of fresh ink. Weeks before the new moon of Eid-ul-Fitr or Eid-ul-Adha was even sighted, makeshift stalls would pop up on the street corners. Long trails of Eid cards in every size would hang from strings. Usually, it was the kids who organised these stalls, huddling together in groups to sell these cards.

After a month of fasting, restraint and carefully timed meals, Eid arrives like a cheerful relative who insists you eat first and ask questions later. Breakfast returns. So do sweets. Visits multiply. Sleep becomes optional. It is joyful, deserved and, for many bodies, slightly overwhelming.

By this time, every scroll through my social media feed had become a synchronised swimming routine of dazzling wedding gowns, sarees, and engagement rings held against blurry sunsets. The captions were all some variation of "I get to do life with my best friend!" It felt like everyone was getting married.

I remember a time when the arrival of the crescent moon was marked not by a notification on a smartphone, but by the frantic, joyful scent of henna. As a child, my Chand Raat was defined by a singular mission: sitting perfectly still while my older cousins traced intricate mandalas on my palms. The orange-red stain the next morning was the ultimate badge of festive honour. Fast forward to the present, and my role has shifted significantly. Now, the night before Eid is less about the cooling sensation of mehedi and more about the precision of matching the colours of new curtains, repositioning the sofa for maximum guest capacity, and cross-checking the grocery list to ensure the shemai has just the right amount of saffron.This personal evolution mirrors a much larger transformation in how we celebrate. While the spirit of gratitude and community remains the bedrock of Eid-ul-Fitr, the "Eid Economy" and our cultural habits have undergone a digital and social revolution.