Khaza Kaku

Riazul Haque Khaza: A freedom fighter. I took this photo from my village. I request him to seat in our living room that day for this photograph.

I met him when I was fourteen. He came to our family business as a truck driver. My father knew him and his family personally. He was a calm kind of person. He was just a driver to me who drive our heavy trucks. He doesn’t like to speak much. A mute being.

I took this photo as my class assignment. He is a war hero. A freedom fighter from 1971's liberation war.

His name is Riazul Haque but widely it is Khaza. I asked him about this name and he replied nothing special. Most of the people don’t know about his real name. The poor people from village don’t waste time by thinking of a real name and use the short form. So Mohammad Riazul Haque became Khaza permanently.

From my village Rangalirbash, Kurigram. I took this photo from our balcony.

Since 2008 he was not mentionable to any means. He was a ordinary person with lots of ego. My father mentioned his family was elite but for some unexpected issues he is poor now. In 2008 my sister told me he is a freedom fighter. From that day he is very special to me.

Riazul Haque Khaza: From our garden while he was taking his tea.

He is no longer a driver to our family business but a manager now. He is my father’s first man now. Few months ago I asked him about the war and he described his days. He was wounded by bullet that time. He was very brave.

He is my Khaza Kaku (uncle) a brave war hero who fought for this country. A very egoist person. A family member of mine. I am very proud to be a part of my family.

The Story of Dust

I am very familiar with bricks field since I was a kid as it is my family business. I have studied bricks industries years and found some issue. Though it is a cause of pollution and global warming but in some cases places like Kurigram where  no industries persist it is helpful. It helps people not to migrate to cities. Also this industries help fighting against poverty.

Workers are carrying raw bricks from the stock into burning chamber. In Kurigram district there are no industries except bricks manufacturing industries.
Chimney of Bricks Field. Previously there was no fixed chimney. As those were threat to nature due to massive pollution Government enforce manufacturers to use 120ft tall fixed chimney. Though pollution level is minimal but it is a great initiator for Global Warming.
Using wood is restricted in Bricks Field by Government. These dead bamboo roots are using as supplementary fuel to bricks field with coal. Climate victims from Brahmaputra river side are the main supplier of bamboo roots.
After the burning process Red Bricks are collected. Workers need to work in dusty atmosphere. One Thousand red bricks harvesting cost is 50Tk (73cents). Workers make 150-200Tk per day by this job.
Dead bamboo roots are not suitable to burn in a raw position. Workers are chopping and sorting the roots to burn.
Brick producing workers are very poor. They don't live in a house which is built by bricks.
This is the main carrier to supply bamboo roots, bricks, soil in a brick filed at Kurigram. Condition is as like as the workers.
Child labor is a prime at bricks field at Kurigram. High level of poverty bound them to work from childhood.
Female workers is a major in bricks field. Unfortunately their wage is less than male workers.
This is my friend Rashid. I used to play with him on my childhood. He is now a red-bricks puller. It could be me if I wasn't born in a rich family.

This is story of dust because in a brick field just is the superior visible and invisible substances. Most of the cases worker of this arena suffered from lung diseases.  If owners aware the workers to use a mask on their face that will be a great help to them.