honorable mention
Farida Alam bangladeshPhoto © Farida Alam
title
Child’s death; an indescribable journey to survive
Death is the ultimate reality of every living soul, yet death is the oblivion that always leaves a hole in living people of the deceased. Mothers love is pristine. The death of a child can only create an infinite rabbit hole in the mothers’ heart. Jamila lost her youngest of the three child due to pneumonia. Until the last moment of the child’s breath, she prayed that countless breath is with her two years old child. Till the last moment of the child’s movement, she hoped for the recovery of the young soul. A mother’s mourning is perhaps the cruelest mourning. The lack of knowledge, education, and poverty of Bede community did not allow Jamila to take proper care of her pneumonia affected daughter. Jamila was hoping until the last moment just to see her child getting well and joyful again. Though birth and death are like two sides of a coin and all of us have to face this reality but this is the cruel truth for a mother to lose her child in front of her eyes.
I believe in immersion photography and spend months listening, observing and talking with my subjects over the course of a project. Photography has become a part of my identity - a force that makes me think, feel and understand human being and the human condition.
Currently, I am working with different social groups that are deprived of basic human needs. However, at the same time, I am exploring their traditional lifestyle and learning from it.
I have completed basic and foundation courses from “Pathshala South Asian Media Institute “. Later on, I also participated in a documentary photography course of Counter Photo, another renowned photography institute of Bangladesh. Currently, I am pursuing Diploma in photography from Alliance Francaise de Dhaka. I am a lifetime member of “Bangladesh Photographic Society (BPS)” and also a member of PSA (Photographic Society of America.
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entry description
Death is the ultimate reality of every living soul, yet death is the oblivion that always leaves a hole in living people of the deceased. Mothers love is pristine. The death of a child can only create an infinite rabbit hole in the mothers’ heart. Jamila lost her youngest of the three child due to pneumonia. Until the last moment of the child’s breath, she prayed that countless breath is with her two years old child. Till the last moment of the child’s movement, she hoped for the recovery of the young soul. A mother’s mourning is perhaps the cruelest mourning. The lack of knowledge, education, and poverty of Bede community did not allow Jamila to take proper care of her pneumonia affected daughter. Jamila was hoping until the last moment just to see her child getting well and joyful again. Though birth and death are like two sides of a coin and all of us have to face this reality but this is the cruel truth for a mother to lose her child in front of her eyes.
about the photographer
My inspiration for photography comes from the people and my surroundings. I love to experience other cultures, meet different people from diverse communities.I believe in immersion photography and spend months listening, observing and talking with my subjects over the course of a project. Photography has become a part of my identity - a force that makes me think, feel and understand human being and the human condition.
Currently, I am working with different social groups that are deprived of basic human needs. However, at the same time, I am exploring their traditional lifestyle and learning from it.
I have completed basic and foundation courses from “Pathshala South Asian Media Institute “. Later on, I also participated in a documentary photography course of Counter Photo, another renowned photography institute of Bangladesh. Currently, I am pursuing Diploma in photography from Alliance Francaise de Dhaka. I am a lifetime member of “Bangladesh Photographic Society (BPS)” and also a member of PSA (Photographic Society of America.
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