The Architecture of Stillness
We often mistake silence for an absence. We treat it as a void, a space waiting to be filled by the noise of our own intentions or the frantic pace of our schedules. Yet, if you sit long enough in the quiet, you begin to realize that silence…
Purple Rumped Sunbird by Saniar Rahman Rahul
In one winter I went to Rema Kalenga Wildlife Sanctuary, in the northeastern part of Bangladesh. Just before entering into the forest I noticed this beautiful female Purple Rumped Sunbird, taking honey from this wild flower. It’s a tiny bird…
The Salt on the Skin
The air near the water has a specific weight, a damp heaviness that clings to the back of your throat like fine, invisible sand. I remember the feeling of drying off after a long swim, the way the salt crusts over your knuckles, pulling at…