Mamun Rana - Photography

01/02/2019

Mobile Photography....

23/12/2018

Dear Friends,

Helal Mia is an elderly person living with his wife. They have no children and no means of earning a living. He used to work as a daily laborer but it’s also hard to get work for this job in villages. So I set up this grocery shop in front of his house. Now he is able to earn 300 taka a day and have a better life for himself and his wife. Before that it was very difficult to even manage for them to eat twice a day.

It is far more difficult for impoverished people to start a business in rural villages. They don’t have space or any idea about how to create and operate a business. I am trying to train them and giving them small grocery shops. I am using part of their home for setting up these shops. These people have no opportunities to earn otherwise. They have had extremely difficult lives. they could not even earn enough to cover their daily expenses. I am giving these businesses to childless couples and single widows. Every day they can earn 300/400 taka. They receive an idea, motivation and the training from me after I survey their market to see what products might be in demand. I have been buying all of the building materials and stock myself and I start-up these grocery shops for them.

I am giving these shop businesses to many people starting them off as small shops and slowly making them bigger. By training the people and using their outside houses for these shops, I am able to give them a way to earn regularly as well as gain some dignity in their lives.

I will be giving more shops to more impoverished people in different rural villages. If anyone would like to join me in this project in any manner and provide some help for these people, please send me your message.

01/12/2018

Every day we walk down the clean streets but we never look back and think about who keeps the streets and sewer systems clean. They are the most unseen people. No one listens to their silent cries.

I always wanted to deliver their voices to all of you and show you their hidden pains, struggles and anguish.

I am sharing now some of the real-life stories of these unseen people, whose lives continue with silent weeping…

11/10/2018

Rohingya muslims people.........
Described as the world’s most persecuted people, 1.1 million Rohingya people live in Myanmar. They live predominately in Rakhine state, where they have co-existed uneasily alongside Buddhists for decadesRohingya people say they are descendants of Muslims, perhaps Persian and Arab traders, who came to Myanmar generations ago. Unlike the Buddhist community, they speak a language similar to the Bengali dialect of Chittagong in Bangladesh.. — at Rohingya Refugee Camp, Ukhia, Cox's Bazar.

11/10/2018

06/10/2018

জেলেদের জীবন চিত্র......

03/10/2018

It’s been thirteen years my mother is away from our village. She started working when I was on her womb and my father died. Since then she is struggling alone in the city to save me and never got the chance to return to the village. I have hardly seen my mother to smile. Only one thing keeps her eyes sparkling, that is memory of our village. I grew up by hearing the stories of a village where I never went. Every night my mother spoke about our village and the things she left there. I asked her many times why we cannot go back to our village for forever or spending some time there. She told me that we need money for going back, we need money for our bazaar and also we have to repair our hut. She told me, we can never go back even for short time because we do not have any savings. After knowing all, I stopped asking her to go back. It’s been two years I started working. My mother never took my money and I started saving. Every day I got 50 taka and after two years of saving I was able to give my money to my mother. I asked her to use the money to repair our wrecked hut and rest of the money can be used for bazaar. When I told her what I wanted to do she was blankly looking at my face. She repeatedly asked me, if I really think we can make our way to village again. I replied to her every time and said, ‘Yes, we can.’ We only have a few days left to go back to our village. Every night now I tell my mother what we are going to do together. She tells me that she will drink a lot of water from tube wall. I tell her I will spend all my evening at river side. I never saw my mother this much happy ever before. Every day we are organizing things for our journey. Now it’s very hard to sleep at night for us as we keep talking about what we will do in the village. this journey is not only for my mother but also to fulfill my dream. I never see any river in my life. I really want to dive into the deep water of the river that my mother talked about all these years. Even when I go to sleep I see a huge river, uncountable trees and get the smell of mud. With my mother, I keep planning to return to a place that I know only by dreaming.

05/02/2018

rohingya people in myanmar.......