The cramped city of Dhaka comes with a default setting of stress and traffic. But there are a few places where people still sit down, sip a cup of tea and share their woes. Jhilpar Park on South Badda road is one such place.

Surrounded by buildings, the roundish tank is a breather, a recluse to the locals and visitors looking for serenity and recreation. To illustrate, one can go angling there in exchange of a fee. 

The Buriganga river has been a lifeline for Dhaka, deeply connected to the lives of the communities that live along its banks. The river supports the daily activities and livelihoods of the local communities -- from fishermen to worshippers

In a thicket of Mahagony, Segun, and Raintrees, the Jahangirnagar University (JU) campus is a rolling 697.56 acres of topographical beauty. A few kilometres from the main city on the Dhaka-Aricha highway, the JU campus can be your next weekend outing.

My grandmother, whom I fondly called Bubu, used to bring us batashas -- a sugar candy -- from her visits to her homeland in Pirojpur, Barishal. She would tell us it was a tabarak or shinni, which is a sweet gift or grace from her visits to Holy places.

Founded in circa 1680, historians call it the mosque of Khwaja Ambar, stating that Ambar was the "head eunuch" of subahdar Nawab Shaista Khan.  

November in the tropics has its own weather mix. From a storm brewing at the Bay to roaring gusty wind, to a scorching sunny day, dewy evening, and foggy dawn -- Dhaka’s weather in this month cannot be explained.

While Halloween celebrations are still new to our city, the idea of mingling with spirits is not. Just like other cultures have their Halloween traditions, Bangalees have Bhoot Chaturdashi, a day to remember departed ancestors before the sacred Kali Puja

Mirpur Road’s Science Lab area is best defined to the average Dhaka-resident through its cacophony of honking cars, buzzing markets, and unrelenting traffic, where people are often caught in the gridlock. But just beyond the congestion of the streets exists a different kind of chaos, one that might help you.

Fabeck made a number of artworks depicting Dhaka, such as a beautiful watercolour of Buriganga, which we have featured earlier.

In the heart of Dhaka, terror walks unseen. Amid the relentless tide of 22 million souls, suffocating crowds, cacophonous traffic, and a nightlife that throbs with chaos, one might think the city is too alive for horrors to take root

In the vibrant and ever-evolving neighbourhood of Dhanmondi, where sleek cafés, trendy boutiques, cineplexes, and contemporary high-rises often eclipse tradition, the revival of the bioscope by Muhammad Hiru is a fascinating story!

You may have visited Ahsan Manzil — or at least know of it — but did you ever encounter this dilapidated gateway? 

It is duck season, period. Even if winter is nowhere to be seen or felt, the local kitchen markets are quacking up a fat duck show to tease our cravings.

In the relentless pace of Dhaka, where surviving often means long hours of work, day-care centres have become a saviour for many families.

Pink is often considered the colour that defines femininity. Thus, in October, which marks Breast Cancer Awareness Month, a pink ribbon is often used to raise awareness about breast cancer. This practice has been in place since the 90s.

Every evening, a crowd gathers on a lane near Dalpotti to enjoy Buddhur Puri -- the renowned delicacy from Sutrapur, Puran Dhaka -- that is loved by the neighbourhood, shared by families, and passed down through generations with stories and laughter.

In Dhaka, it is rare to find a green escape that makes you forget the chaos of this bustling metropolitan city. Yet, thanks to the relentless dedication of MK Alam, a serene mini cloud forest thrives in the heart of Dhanmondi Lake -- offering a peaceful refuge for both residents, and numerous vi

In the vibrant heart of Sector 3, residents of Uttara have crafted their very own miniature Bongo Bazar, named Himaloy Bongo Bazar.

Another etymology that somewhat resonates with the aforementioned one is that Motijheel was the name of a canal or rivulet that flowed in or around the area; then, the label was referred to a particular pond, and eventually, an overall locality adopted the name.