Discover Dhaka's chaotic charm as human momentum drives this impossible capital city forward. From Gulshan to Dhanmondi, traffic jams and rich rickshaw art shape a relentless metropolis where hope remains the ultimate survival tool.

It’s been more than a decade since I have moved in Dhaka. Since then, I have spent only a few days away from Dhaka, and it has become such that I feel more comfortable at Dhaka than anywhere else. Which is ironic because there is so much about this city that irks me.

Some say that living in Dhaka is not easy and for those who have lived here for years, nothing is easy. In fact, living in this city makes it easier to tolerate any other inconvenience with a hair-flip. Someone spat inches away from your feet? Tolerate. It landed on you? Wipe and move on. The world might have a fancy word like noise pollution for needlessly honking cars but we know it for what it really is — soothing white noise that one could even fall asleep to. Which happens often, during the long respites the city graciously bestows on us to and from work every day without fail. We lovingly call them traffic jams.

Is it possible to stay in a hotel in Dhaka for one night for just 30 taka? You may think it’s impossible, but there are at least four hotels in the city that offers you such a low rate.