11th January 2017 Chittagong keeps coming back in my head. (at Naval Beach)
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11th January 2017 Chittagong keeps coming back in my head. (at Naval Beach)
9th January 2017 New year came a little late for me. 2016 literally ended with me drowning in work projects, personal errands and responsibilities. Just peeking my head out to catch my breath. 2016 treated me good. You guys treated me good. Let's see? 2016, the year I found my niche. But I'm still insecured, still doubting myself, still think I'm an incompetent being. I'm working on it. 2017, let it be a pursuit to be a better version of ourselves. A better human being. Cheers! (at Mirpur Indoor Stadium, Dhaka)
Just that time of the year when you feel like everybody is turning against you.
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Got my turtlenecks, suspenders next and we will soon be twinning @minazification (at Airport Railway Station, Dhaka)
November stories #instafashion #modestfashion #fashionphotography #streetstyle #streetfashion #streetsofdhaka (at Gulshan-1)
September stories (at Gulshan-2)
3rd December 2016, Mentally incapable of being effective and efficient. Story of a chronic procrastinator sitting in his studies, procrastinating away... while exam approaches. The photo is from the @iiupe_x_2016_by_nsuapc ceremony preparation. (at North South University)
2nd December 2016. Hello, it's been a while. I miss winter. I miss the hazy fog. The hazy fog that gave me the illusion of a plain simple life. 2nd December 2015. I was jumping out of bed during dawn. Putting on my sneakers and going for a run. Breathing in the cool morning air, rejuvenating my lungs. The fog, obscuring my vision of the distance, focusing on the near. Everything seemed peaceful in a winter foggy dawn. It's December. I wake up in the morning. I don't see the fog. I go back to bed. It bothers me at times. P.s. That is some dude checking out @minazification while I was taking her picture. #streetsofdhaka #todayiwrote (at Dhaka, Bangladesh)
16th November 2016 In dire need of sleep. Lagging behind in studies. Lagging behind in work. Lagging behind in life. This photo was taken two months back, on my way to Chittagong. (at Airport Railway Station, Dhaka)
10th November 2016 Here is a picture from my latest photoshoot to take your mind off from the despairs all over the internet for Trump becoming the U.S. President. My hectic day got rather strenuous following the event that my backpack gave up on me after months of strain it went through carrying the weight of my equipment. The straps snapped while hustling to catch a bus. The rest of my day was me dragging my weighty bag everywhere I had to go, complaining to everybody around me about what a horrible day I am enduring. I received a fair deal of sympathy. (at Banani DOHS)
7th November 2016 I felt like fowers were much needed in my feed. The rain from the past two days washed away every last strand of heat wave, leaving behind a petrichore emanating pleasant overcast monochrome morning. I could feel the mystic mist of winter creeping in. It was a slow day of taking pictures. Carrying plastic flowers in our hands that meant nothing. That people surely thought was something. The unwanted stares were not sharp enough to pierce through my oasis of serenity. They are never sharp enough. They were once, then i got accustomed to them and now... there is empathy. Everybody is a mind reader. At least we all think we are. I think it is the only way we reward our imagination and grasp our sanity. We play out stories in our head of other people's life as we gaze at them when they walk by. No empathy for those who jump from assumptions to conclusions, only for those for whom it is simply an innocuous pass time. (at Banani DOHS)
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3rd November 2016 Exams will be the death of me. On the bright side, you can finally see the work I did with @minazification three days back, which I was holding off, in her blog. Link is in her bio. (at Dhaka, Bangladesh)