|Coloured stuffing for sale in Ulipur.|
|Centre of the universe: the Al Shad Hotel on College Road.|
|The small town of Ulipur, Kurigram, Bangladesh.|
|Side view of the munshibari in Ulipur.|
|Sri Brojendra Lal Munshi|
|Jute truck, Ulipur.|
|Eroded road in Hatia Union, Ulipur.|
|Street scene in Ulipur.|
Where to now? To the west at some seconds away is the bustle of Ulipur, with coloured stuffing in sacks for sale, the lively buzz of traffic and the crowd and jute being loaded onto a truck up a long ramp. See the modest pond, the dighee behind the mosque that the congestion doesn’t reach!
|Alomgir at his betel and cigarette stall.|
|Zia Pond, north of Ulipur.|
But the forces of the universe are many and even at its centre unthinkable things can happen. The Al Shad is without chatter! All faces are frozen – without exception pointing in one direction. Has the universe collapsed? Has time ended? No, it’s the TV that has them engrossed, without exception, to a man, to a face – they’re watching the BBC series “Walking with Dinosaurs”, one hundred percent absorbed in considering things Jurassic.
|Zia Pond must make for an ideal picnic spot.|
Yet it’s Alomgir who has the final say. “Of all the places you’ve been,” he asks, “Isn’t Ulipur just the best place of all?” And right then – for that singular moment – the bideshi wonders if Alomgir isn’t one hundred percent accurate.
|Boat on the Brahmaputra.|
This article published in Star Magazine, here: Compass Points