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I move from place to place; from village to village. Everyone calls me beggar Kulsum. You can call me that too. No one knows from where I have come. I never tell anyone who I am. I had a mansion, surrounded by three ponds and four gardens. It was always hard to fall asleep because the smell of the flowers was so strong at night. Oftentimes I felt heaven was my home. And there was always my supportive husband. Every morning I prepared uncountable cakes for him and he never let me wear the same saree more than a few times. I never allowed my maids to clean inside our private rooms in the house; they were responsible for only other parts and outside buildings of the mansion. I had passed forty-seven years of our married life making cakes, watering trees and wakening up at nights alone when he left for business in faraway places. I got married when I was ten; my husband was the only friend I had. I had passed my married life by making cakes and wandering in our beautiful gardens. My husband never let me feel alone in our childless life. I remained happy in his light. One day I went to see one of my sick maids. There I accidently met a woman who was wearing the same wedding bangle I had. Eventually from my maid I found out that my husband kept his second marriage secret from me for twenty years. There he had two daughters and a son. I spent my nights by looking at his face and realized how much he had loved me. Maybe every day he thought about leaving me; maybe during every festival he wanted to spend his time with his new family; maybe he felt guilty when I put my right hand every night on his chest. Because he had loved me and I was his only friend too at one time, I wanted him to be happy without regret. I also wanted a happy memory of my very loving husband with our all ponds and gardens. I convinced one of my loyal maids to spread the news that I accidentally fell in the river and was swept away. She did it as an exchange for all my gold ornaments. You are talking to dead Umme Kulsum. She died twenty years ago. No one cried for her; neither did I. 
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Photo and story @gmbakash I move from place to place; from village to village. Everyone calls me beggar Kulsum. You can call me that too. No one knows from where I have come. I never tell anyone who I am. I had a mansion, surrounded by three ponds and four gardens. It was always hard to fall asleep because the smell of the flowers was so strong at night. Oftentimes I felt heaven was my home. And there was always my supportive husband. Every morning I prepared uncountable cakes for him and he never let me wear the same saree more than a few times. I never allowed my maids to clean inside our private rooms in the house; they were responsible for only other parts and outside buildings of the mansion. I had passed forty-seven years of our married life making cakes, watering trees and wakening up at nights alone when he left for business in faraway places. I got married when I was ten; my husband was the only friend I had. I had passed my married life by making cakes and wandering in our beautiful gardens. My husband never let me feel alone in our childless life. I remained happy in his light. One day I went to see one of my sick maids. There I accidently met a woman who was wearing the same wedding bangle I had. Eventually from my maid I found out that my husband kept his second marriage secret from me for twenty years. There he had two daughters and a son. I spent my nights by looking at his face and realized how much he had loved me. Maybe every day he thought about leaving me; maybe during every festival he wanted to spend his time with his new family; maybe he felt guilty when I put my right hand every night on his chest. Because he had loved me and I was his only friend too at one time, I wanted him to be happy without regret. I also wanted a happy memory of my very loving husband with our all ponds and gardens. I convinced one of my loyal maids to spread the news that I accidentally fell in the river and was swept away. She did it as an exchange for all my gold ornaments. You are talking to dead Umme Kulsum. She died twenty years ago. No one cried for her; neither did I. Story continue in comment section: ...

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During the past weeks, Bangladesh has been experiencing the consequences of the worst flooding in 100 years. I was on the scene in four rural areas for 5 days last week trying to assist people and working.

I listened to the tragic stories of the misery to which the people have been subjected, some of which I am telling you here along with my photographs. 
The reality of the impact of this disaster on these people will certainly melt your heart.

For full stories and photos link on my profile:

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Link on my profile: During the past weeks, Bangladesh has been experiencing the consequences of the worst flooding in 100 years. I was on the scene in four rural areas for 5 days last week trying to assist people and working. I listened to the tragic stories of the misery to which the people have been subjected, some of which I am telling you here along with my photographs. The reality of the impact of this disaster on these people will certainly melt your heart. For full stories and photos link on my profile: #lenspersia #documentaryphotography #people_infinity_ #Humanity_shots_ #world_photography_page #rk_photography_hub #ir_aks #humanity_shots #earth_portraits #portraitmood #portremiz #spicollective #thestreetphotographyhub #portraitfestival #portraitsofficial #globe_portraits #PortaitVision #kdpeoplegallery #life_is_street #zonestreet #world_photography_page #wpa_ #bangladeshphotography #myfeatureshoot #worldcolours_people #people_infinity #theBest_capture #streets_unseen ...

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Brother, there is no difference between me and this helpless street dog! After the death of my mother, I had no one in this world. Now I am a street boy. I live on the footpath at night. I used to collect polythene bags and plastic bottles. No one knows me except some street dogs with whom I eat every day. Several times I have cut my hands and legs badly in a desperate search for food from dustbins to meet my hunger. But most days I find nothing to eat. When I don't find anything to eat I sniff shoe glue in order to forget my hunger and the pains of my body and brain. 
Last week at midnight while I was sleeping on the footpath this dog was whining loudly besides my sleeping place. I woke up from that familiar whining sound which is what I always do when I get hurt and feel helpless. I found him injured from being hit by a van lying on the ground helplessly. When I took him on my lap suddenly I felt a connection between us and I held him all night on my lap. However, I was waiting for morning to save his life. In the morning I took him to the nearby pharmacy and by the grace of God he is becoming well. I named my brother dog ‘Lula'. After the death of my mother my life was actually pointless. I started taking cheap drugs such as shoe glue. But after finding Lula, I find meaning in my life again. Now we stay together. I do take care of him and he never leaves my side for a second. I try to give him good food from what we eat together. Now I carry baggage for passengers at the ferry station and Lula accompanies me. We are earning well together and we eat good food every day. Even just one week ago, I was sniffing glue all the time and slept on footpaths the whole day and night. Now I am trying to leave this habit for Lula because I want to be a good guardian for him. It is not so easy to leave this habit in one week but I promised Lula I will be a very good brother for him. I love my brother more than anything and I will never let him be lonely ever again because I know how loneliness kills you_Shadhin.

Photo and story @gmbakash Brother, there is no difference between me and this helpless street dog! After the death of my mother, I had no one in this world. Now I am a street boy. I live on the footpath at night. I used to collect polythene bags and plastic bottles. No one knows me except some street dogs with whom I eat every day. Several times I have cut my hands and legs badly in a desperate search for food from dustbins to meet my hunger. But most days I find nothing to eat. When I don't find anything to eat I sniff shoe glue in order to forget my hunger and the pains of my body and brain. Last week at midnight while I was sleeping on the footpath this dog was whining loudly besides my sleeping place. I woke up from that familiar whining sound which is what I always do when I get hurt and feel helpless. I found him injured from being hit by a van lying on the ground helplessly. When I took him on my lap suddenly I felt a connection between us and I held him all night on my lap. However, I was waiting for morning to save his life. In the morning I took him to the nearby pharmacy and by the grace of God he is becoming well. I named my brother dog ‘Lula'. After the death of my mother my life was actually pointless. I started taking cheap drugs such as shoe glue. But after finding Lula, I find meaning in my life again. Now we stay together. I do take care of him and he never leaves my side for a second. I try to give him good food from what we eat together. Now I carry baggage for passengers at the ferry station and Lula accompanies me. We are earning well together and we eat good food every day. Even just one week ago, I was sniffing glue all the time and slept on footpaths the whole day and night. Now I am trying to leave this habit for Lula because I want to be a good guardian for him. It is not so easy to leave this habit in one week but I promised Lula I will be a very good brother for him. I love my brother more than anything and I will never let him be lonely ever again because I know how loneliness kills you_Shadhin ...

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Photo and story @gmbakash 
Meet my family. We found each other under the bridge. Since then, we have been sleeping together, working together and surviving together. I have saved enough money to buy a blanket for myTiger. It’s too cold now; I do not want him to suffer like me with a fever at night. I don't know how it feels to be in a home, but when my dog is with me, I feel that I'm home. 
_Rasel (11)

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#worldcolours_people
#people_infinity
#theBest_capture
#streets_unseen.

Photo and story @gmbakash Meet my family. We found each other under the bridge. Since then, we have been sleeping together, working together and surviving together. I have saved enough money to buy a blanket for myTiger. It’s too cold now; I do not want him to suffer like me with a fever at night. I don't know how it feels to be in a home, but when my dog is with me, I feel that I'm home. _Rasel (11) #Streetboys #documentaryphotography #people_infinity_ #Humanity_shots_ #world_photography_page #rk_photography_hub #ir_aks #humanity_shots #earth_portraits #portraitmood #portremiz #spicollective #thestreetphotographyhub #portraitfestival #portraitsofficial #globe_portraits #PortaitVision #kdpeoplegallery #life_is_street #zonestreet #world_photography_page #wpa_ #bangladeshphotography #myfeatureshoot #worldcolours_people #people_infinity #theBest_capture #streets_unseen ...

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