Jashim Salam photographed the residents of flooded houses in Bangladesh. His pictures show how man is exposed to the water masses – and the silent terror that triggers the disaster.
SPIEGEL ONLINE: Mr. Salam, you photograph people in Bangladesh , whose homes are flooded on a regular basis – including in Chittagong City, your home town. What are the causes of these floods?
Salam: It started very slowly, five or six years ago.At that time, the water flooded for the first time in the homes and stayed a few days. This has been repeated every year from June to October. The monsoon brings a lot of rain at this time. In addition to the climate change. The water is rising year after year later.
SPIEGEL ONLINE: How can the residents to protect themselves against the floods?
Salam: You try to back up a makeshift their homes. But most have no money and can not do much. I live with my parents, our house is constantly flooded. We provide the electrical equipment somewhere further up from where the water does not reach them.
Jashim Salam was born in 1978 in Chittagong City and is a documentary photographer from Bangladesh. He studied photography and worked for numerous newspapers and news agencies. His photographs are exhibited including France, China, Great Britain and the United States.
SPIEGEL ONLINE: That’s incredibly dangerous.
Salam: Yes, that’s it. A child has even received an electric shock and died.
SPIEGEL ONLINE: What have the parents done?
Salam: The parents are very poor, who can not do much.
SP iegel ONLINE: How please?
Salam: The people who need to know that they do not get their due.They have many problems: They are poor, live in shacks and slums.Some do not even have beds in which they can sleep sleep directly on the floor. And when night comes the flood, then they wake up to the water. As long as it is on the ground, they can not sleep for a few days.
SPIEGEL ONLINE: Why no one protested and complained a help?
Salam: People do not come into their own, even if they protest. The government does not help, she says, the flood was not always there, only a few days. The politicians have apparently not yet realized how bad the situation really is.
SPIEGEL ONLINE: The water should be very dirty.
Salam: It is very dirty, it comes even from different regions, is often salty. People get rashes from it. My family and I, we are the last time also got sick. We had terrible diarrhea. The whole day routine changed.One has to protect his things and constantly clean everything again. The location is really very complicated.
SPIEGEL ONLINE: Why do not you pull away?
Salam: I’m born and raised in Chittagong. I know this place very well.We have very great fear of the future. I think we will eventually have to leave and go away the house. But we do not know where to go, the water penetrates even deeper into the city before. Here many offices and shops are flooded. In addition, more and more people come to the cities because they can not grow because of the salty water on the land.
SPIEGEL ONLINE: Are you afraid that buildings collapse?
Salam: The water damaged the houses. But still no building is therefore collapsed. This probably needs to happen first, so that people really understand the seriousness of the situation.
SPIEGEL ONLINE: How and what do you live in Bangladesh?
Salam: I’m a freelance photographer and may even live on, even though the jobs have declined lately.The magazines and newspapers are no longer willing to pay so much money for photographers as before. In the meantime, anyone can upload images in his network. Beyond that, I just wish I could protect our house better or build a new one. But that costs a lot of time and money. These tides make me just crazy.
Âme a French word that means soul is a very personal ongoing project where I am trying to find my soul and where it belongs. In between people, friends, places and objects that matters to me. It is difficult to express what souls exactly try to find in lifetime or even after death. Does soul live forever? If so where it belongs? Does it keep coming back to those things that matter?
The small things, places, a simple voice or music, some faces, even quiet moment are very precious for me. The everyday life, smell, transport, backyard or in monsoon rain my venture will continue with the soul.
The aesthetics used here using double exposure in film for kind of eerie feeling as soul searching. The result of each image is as it is comes out straight from the camera.
It’s been said that good things are transitory. Those good little things are so special and precious that even on your unprecedented painful agony it can sooths you more than anything in the world. Good things of life can’t be purchased or can’t be achieved with plan and effort. It gonna happen when it need to happen. Those precious things and moments surrounded by lots of problem and those problems come from nowhere. Like every rose has it’s throne, every precious things folded with danger and problem. But if one really adore rose, it doesn’t matter how many thrones shades blood.
I’ve been in another visual diary right in -front of our home during this winter.
Seems like the wonderful winter sun waits for me everyday to observe life around little ally with bursting rays. Now the winter is gone so does the sunshine where it was waiting for me. No matter how much I try, now it’s not coming back in the same place for me.
The life moves on around the ally and I am stranded in the same place without that precious little sunshine.
Hard to wait for another season to my sunshine back at same place as the ever changing urban landscape with so many problems might not allow it to burst in same place. But I’ll wait and see that’s for sure.
Just west of the Indian border, Jaflong is a township whose natural abundance is under threat. This rural area has the potential to be a dream destination for urban-weary tourists seeking the tranquil surroundings of lush forests and pristine waterfalls. But unfortunately, all is not well here. Over the past two decades, Jaflong’s landscape has been systematically destroyed. The vista that could have once come straight off an artist’s canvas is changing fast. Perhaps forever.
Boulders have become Jaflong’s blight. With more than a hundred stone-extracting and crushing companies operating in and around its perimeter, the entire area has turned into a huge stone quarry.The stone traders excavated both sides of the Piyain River but did not fill the holes they dug for stones.The stone crushing units in Jaflong have also been posing a serious threat to the environment and the workers who work at the industry.The stone crushers are being operated in populous areas in violation of the rules,
polluting the environment and posing a serious health risk.Locals said a lot of noise created by the stone crushers and the air pollution deter tourists from visiting the area.Respiratory diseases and headache are common among the labourers.
“According to the rules, stone crushers must use water in the machine to stop dust from spreading but only a few firms abide by the rules, said Zakir, owner of a crushing unit. Around 500 stone crushing mills have been operating in Jaflong .
The mining companies see Jaflong as an exploitable resource, rather than a scenic treasure and tourist’s hotspot.
naturally scenic and surrounded by hills,river and sea chittagong is one of the fastest growing city in the world.Levelled as port city,chittagong, with the burden of its ever-growing population, lacks not only crucial utility services but also recreation sites such as, natural parks and playgrounds, which are considered beneficial to the physical and mental health and quality of life. However, pressure of mass migration coupled with the decades of unplanned urbanization has made the city totally a space-starved city. Both landlords and developers spare no space on their land for a garden or a playground.Patenga sea beach remains one of the most top rated spot for people to hang out and recreation with less facilities.
More than 40 shops involves in photography services for tourist at Patenga sea beach in Chittagong.around 150 unskilled photographers take photographs with compact digital camera at 20 taka apiece for a 4×6 print.photographers and owner of those shops involved with this business are very disappointed as the business declined sharply due to cell phone camera and digital camera that most of the visitors carry.Beach photographers trying to adopt the situation and using different props for tourist to make them interested to take photographs by the beach photographers.hats,sunglasses and guitar are most popular props.almost everybody like to take photographs with guitar,so there are almost 50-60 guitar(some of it without strings) at patenga beach that every beach photographer carries to their back and approach to the tourist for take photographs
The last day of the Bengali year was observed all over rural Bangladesh, a day known locally as Charak Puja, during which people arrange village fairs and perform rituals including forms of body piercing.
A group of Hindu devotees perform the rituals of Charak Puja. It is a very enchanting folk festival of Southern Belt of Bangladesh and West Bengal. It is also known as “Nil Puja”. The believers of Hindu religion celebrate this on the last day of the Bengali month of the year (Chaitra Songkranti). People believe that the festival will carry prosperity by eliminating the sorrow and sufferings of the previous year. The festival is actually a festival to satisfy “Lord Shiva”, the great “Debadideb” of Hindu Religion.