The Savage Garden

   When I first came to Dhaka from Chittagong, I found it to be a concrete jungle: a canopy of high-rises over a habitat of machines. Greenery is  hard to find here…environmental degradation is accelerating, persistent  and unabated, making me feel disconcerted.

   Without any nature, my mind is unbalanced as I passed my days in greenery, as I can remember my first memory about the Golden Shower  tree in my primary school in Chittagong that made my mind peaceful  always then. I think “what will happen if Dhaka was declared an  uninhabitable and unliveable dead city, and all the people living here  left this place?!”

    Nature would ‘take over’ again; nature would gobble up the abandoned  city, like this vehicle dump yard found in the middle of Dhaka. The foliage slowly covers the dumped vehicles, as if nature is winning over the man-made machines and all artifacts.