Browsing All posts tagged under »HungerFreeWorld«

My Love Letter to Bangladesh

July 15, 2012

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Now that I have left Bangladesh, the land of flowing ornas and floating sunsets, it’s been strange to return to life in Australia and, now, China. I flounder at pedestrian crossings, unconvinced that the cars will really stop. I marvel at the wonders of giant supermarkets that stock everything from everywhere, everyday; but I also […]

Cooking Khichuri

May 31, 2012

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Someone once told me that in Bangladesh, sharing food is the closest thing to sharing love. In this country, where the memory of hunger is firmly etched into the national consciousness, eating is a solemn and important occasion. Dinner table conversation is almost entirely replaced by the licks, burps, slurps and gulps of mouths, food […]

Dreams and memories: Bangladesh in 2021

December 21, 2011

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Almost six months ago I watched the landscape of Bangladesh unfold beneath my plane for the very first time. As the huddled lights of Dhaka city glimmered below me, my mind pounded with questions about the things I would find in those dimly-lit streets. I am new here, and I am still, in so many […]

Hungry for something more…

December 2, 2011

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One month ago, a child was born in a hospital in Lagos, Nigeria. It would normally be an inconsequential event – babies are born all the time, especially in a country with more than 155 million people. But this baby was born on the same day the United Nations Population Fund announced that the world […]

Amar desh, amar shopno: voices of young Bangladeshis

September 26, 2011

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Amar desh, amar shopno. My country, my dream. Bangladesh is a nation of young people. About 50 million people, or one third of the population, make up the youth of Bangladesh. In Boda last week, in the far northwest of Bangladesh, about 50 of these young people met at a Youth Against Hunger forum to […]

Adventures in Kaliganj – my first field trip!

August 16, 2011

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Last week I ventured outside of Dhaka, seven hours along a dirt road – at times dusty, at times muddy, and at all times death-defying – to visit a peaceful upazila (district) in southwest Bangladesh. I spent the days squelching my toes in thick, gooey mud, showering in the morning rain, plucking guavas fresh from […]