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A flock of sheep in the grasslands of Feni, Bangladesh. And the shepherd sits amidst the green grass.
A flock of sheep in the grasslands of Feni, Bangladesh. They are eating green grass, and the baby is walking.
A sheep in the grasslands of Feni, Bangladesh. They are eating green grass. The background is a blue sky.
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These photographs were taken at the bustling Kansat mango market in Chapainawabganj district, Bangladesh. Every day during the mango season, local farmers transport their harvests to the market by bicycle, each carrying up to 200 kg of mangoes. This vibrant market operates only three months a year—May, June, and July—and is considered the largest mango market in the country. Approximately 1,200 tons of mangoes are traded here daily. Mangoes are sold in units called ‘mon’ (equivalent to 40 kg), with each mon fetching between £10 and £12. Labourers, who transport the fruit to market, typically earn between £1 and £2 per day.
The pictures were taken in Kansat market in Chapainawabganj district of Bangladesh. Every day mango farmers from the surrounding areas bring them to the market using bicycles. Each bicycle contains around 200kg of mangoes. This market is held only held three months a year in May, June, and July. About 1200 tons of mangoes are sold at this market every day. It is the biggest mango market in the country. The mangoes are sold in ‘mon’ which means 40kg. – each ‘mon’ is sold for between £10-£12. The labourers are paid around £1-£2 per day for transporting the produce to the market.
Oh dear me,
When I was a child.
Looking up to my father,
A man having his own will in the house.
Observing him getting the tea before he asked,
Clothes ironed before he left the bathroom,
Scooter cleaned and lunch was packed.
Oh dear me thinking what a life he has
He must be enjoying this place.
Oh dear me,
When I was a child
Seeing my elder brother’s rebel behaviour
To say no to mum for chores
To go out in the day and only be back before dad comes back.
And to study late at night, or watch movies
He must be enjoying his life.
Oh stupid me when I was a child,
Seeing a kid who didn’t go to school,
Always in the playgrounds with nothing to worry,
No home work to do, His days must be merry.
Or at least that’s what I thought.
Illusion of freedom I had in my brain,
Too young to see life’s perspective and understand.
And now I feel like I know somethings
That kid in playground was yearning for a school,
Couldn’t afford to study, he made playground his home
His freedom isn’t something he hoped for,
He cried seeing every kids with backpack walking along,
And a little more growing up I reached to my brother’s age,
Now I know what was his mental stage,
Too much pressure to prove oneself,
Life’s biggest decisions at this tender age,
To make it big academically,
To fit in, to make a name,
Exams, entrances and new societal norms
Getting into big colleges isn’t an easy dream,
So many preparation,
So little of life to live.
Now that I could understand his thoughts,
Suddenly his rebel behaviour didn’t seem too odd.
I also re-evaluated my other views
And the biggest was the reality of my father’s shoes
Oh the sense of duty, love, care and fulfil his dues
That packed lunch meant he won’t spend for outside food,
That rigid time schedule wasn’t his choice,
Those were the rules he had to abide,
Living his days buried under enormous works
He put own dreams aside for us.
Oh dear me when I was the child,
The world I saw was free except for me,
Had this illusion of freedom for everybody,
Now that I’ve grown up into this machine,
I know for a fact they were never free.