May 14, 2012 § Leave a comment
It’s 10:00 am at Sharat Gupta Lane in Old Dhaka. I was supposed to come at 11:00 am but I came earlier as I naturally do. My excitement and interest are albeit much. I’m going to see and take the photographs of Nurjahan Begum (85), a legendary female magazine editor in Bangladesh. Since my childhood I used to hear about her story and work, which I’m going to listen directly from her; this made me emotional. Despite she was sick, she gave me time.
Nurjahan Begum and Tomi
When I arrived in front of the 150 year-old house, it was amazingly attracting me. A very old man of about 80, who seemed to be representing the ancient time, opened the gate, and asked me, ‘ You are scheduled to come at 11:00 am.’ No sooner had he finished his words, the immense roar of the barking dog terrified my whole world. Managing my Camera, by no means, I seized the old man by the hand. Since his effort couldn’t ease me, Tomi (the dog of Nurjahan Begum) was held off. After five minutes Tomi had stopped, but I was yet dread.
When I was almost at the end of my shooting, Nurjahan Begum expressed her interest to take picture with Tomi. Getting shrunk back from fear, I noticed that no effort was successful to bring Tomi to the verandah. Instead of his roar, taking all my fears and holding in him, Tomi was looking at me. Even his favorite biscuit couldn’t ease him. Getting feared from an unknown reason, he found escape as the remedy. I started taking pictures…click, click, felt so good and I laughed in happiness when I realized that I was the reason of his apprehension.