I was born in Dhaka, Bangladesh. At 18, I left to come to the States and made it an adopted home. But my heart still belongs to Dhaka. The smell of life and the energy of this old city are unforgettable and intoxicating. I go back every year to visit my family and friends. The city continues to flourish with people, rickshawas, buses, and cars. And not to mention hope. NPR's "this I believe" published an article I wrote about Dhaka following my trip in 2009.
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