The question is no longer about data scarcity, but about data governance: who holds it, who uses it, and to what end.

One of the less visible but most damaging barriers is the absence of legal identity.

The soaring costs are turning secondary education into a secondary priority, overshadowed by the daily struggle for survival.

Our stomachs often remain empty—not because we do not work hard, but because life is unfair

The informal economy is not a leftover of "under-development" but continues to operate across advanced societies.

One often overlooked dimension of this transition is the interplay between automation, decent work, and the care economy.

Teachers' demands today are so modest that they almost reflect their learned helplessness.

The fundamental question is what can be done for the well-being of domestic workers in Bangladesh.

How do the prey -- humans -- and the predator -- the tiger -- share forest space and survive together? Can the prey and predator truly live together?

Should it take a courtroom to remind us that democracy does not belong only to the able-bodied?

Men who once harvested rice now drive auto-rickshaws along the asphalt.

Snails and mud clams also play a vital role in maintaining aquatic ecosystems by absorbing harmful substances from river and canal beds.

We need a new image of the labour movement, and a new class of entrepreneurs who will see workers not merely as tools for profit but as partners in progress.

Dawn no longer breaks with the chirping of birds in Lawachara National Park — only with the rustle of leaves falling from dying trees. The cries of monkeys echo through the emptiness where deer once danced.

Despite promises of financial support and rehabilitation, many are still waiting for aid to arrive.

The very land that the Rakhines once regarded as their mark of existence is now shrinking

Satkhira is one of the areas most affected by salinity, where both surface and groundwater are increasingly saline.

In the shifting mudflats and mangrove thickets of the Sundarbans, survival is a constant negotiation.

There was a time in Bangladesh when the family home was more than just a roof over one’s head—it was a living institution. Generations grew together under its shade, sharing meals, quarrels, stories, and responsibilities.

Behind the walls and the daily chaos lies a harsher reality for the marginalised communities living in Dhaka’s bursting slums.