Dhaka, Bangladesh

Dhaka, a city oozing with life, lights, traffic and 12 million people waiting for anything to happen. The capital city of Bangladesh, where roughly 30% of the population are living below the poverty line, all seems a little too much at first glance. Once you let yourself delve beneath its sweaty surface, you’ll come to see why people’s smiles stretch from ear to ear. Curious eyes almost always settle on a strange face, one that just doesn’t seem to fit the dark hair, eyes and skin complexion that reins supreme across the board. From time to time you will spot a flash of flaming orange around the head and face area only to realize upon coming closer that the man’s hair (facial hair included) has been attacked by a healthy dose of henna. Salwar Kameez and Saris cover the streets as if a rainbow had touched down after a monsoonal storm. Mangos are the sweet blood of the country and can be found just as easily as a dish of rice and mutton. People gather and chat over red tea, waiting and watching as the world goes by. Traffic is a force never to recon with and remember to hold on to your belongings. Welcome to Dhaka!