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“Netra, in Bangla, means eye. We have chosen this name as we consider our monitorial or watchdog role as the core of our work. We will be the ever-curious and ever-alert observer. We will be reporting the news according to the highest standards of journalism. Public interest, fairness and accuracy are the three principles that will dictate what we observe and how we report. And it is our readers to whom we shall remain accountable as a news organisation.” — inaugural editorial of Netra News, December 26th 2019.
Netra News is an independent platform for public interest journalism that publishes reportage, analysis, and debate on Bangladeshi politics, society, and culture. The editorial office of Netra News is located in the Swedish city of Malmö. We are registered as an online publication with the Swedish Press and Broadcasting Authority (Myndigheten för press, radio och tv). Source
Hundreds of Bangladeshi children have been repatriated from India in recent years, many after being separated from parents detained for illegal border crossing.
When two brothers came home to their grandmother’s house in a village outside Rangpur, they were quieter than children their age should be. Gobhir Chandra Roy, 15, spoke in clipped answers. His younger brother, Badhan, 8, stayed close. Gobhir’s hands trembled. Nearly a month had passed since they had last seen their parents, who remained in a prison in Siliguri, India, accused of crossing the border illegally.
A worsening fuel crisis in Bangladesh is driving a growing number of motorcyclists to adopt a risky workaround: converting their bikes to run on liquefied petroleum gas (LPG), the same fuel commonly used for cooking. Across the capital, from Mirpur’s backstreet workshops to roadside garages, mechanics are openly fitting unapproved LPG cylinders onto motorcycles — despite the clear legal and safety concerns.
জুলাই অভ্যুত্থান-পরবর্তী সময়ে রাষ্ট্র সংস্কারের লক্ষে বেশ কয়েকটি সংস্কার কমিশন গঠন করে অন্তর্বর্তীকালীন সরকার, যার একটি নারী সংস্কার কমিশন। এর প্রধান নারীপক্ষের প্রতিষ্ঠাতা সদস্য ও নারী অধিকারকর্মী শিরীন পারভীন হক। তার কমিশনসহ অন্যান্য কমিশনের সুপারিশ বাস্তবায়নে সরকারের “সদিচ্ছা’ নিয়ে সংশয় প্রকাশ করেছেন তিনি। বাংলাদেশের সমাজ ও রাজনৈতিক বাস্তবতায় নারী অধিকারের নানা প্রস্তাবনাও কতটা চ্যালেঞ্জের মুখে রয়েছে তা নিয়ে কথা বলেছেন নেত্র নিউজের সঙ্গে। তার সঙ্গে ছিলেন সুরাইয়া সুলতানা (বীথি)...
Every month, Mashruk Ahmed will curate an instalment of a photo-story series that questions established power discourse, featuring photographers who explore gaps, absences, and silences in Bangladesh’s socio-political records. In this ninth edition, we feature visual artist and documentary photographer Sharia Sharmin’s Call Me Heena project, where she takes the audience inside the world of Bangladesh’s Hijra community.
For decades, successive governments have pursued grand solutions — metro rail, flyovers, elevated expressways. Yet experts argue that the answer may already lie beneath our feet: the waterways that once defined this riverine city.
Feature Photo-Story For Manta families, the monsoon is more than a season—it is a period of forced fasting. When the rains fall continuously, the open-air stoves on their small boats cannot be lit, leaving parents and children without a way to cook and often without anything to eat. Photograph: Marzia Hashmi Momo/Netra News On a Wednesday in January, the morning broke through a foggy breeze. Standing on the bank of the Kirtankhola River, I saw rows of wooden boats swaying in the river draft.
Pain. Blinding, searing pain. A cold bathroom floor. A catheter stabbing through my purple wounds. I lie on the ground, begging any god that can listen for an end to this suffering. For death and emptiness. Nothing happens. I recoil in agony. When you are in enough pain, you forget language. But you somehow still remember the word, “Ma.” Mother. So I scream, “Ma!” My mother rushes to my bathroom and calls an ambulance. Nurses arrive, injecting me with morphine.
On a weekday morning during Ramadan, I was at the Rampura edge of Hatirjheel. A small water taxi idles at the jetty, its metal sides worn from constant use. A rush of passengers carefully steps on, some clutching office bags. As the engine sputters to life, the taxi pulls away, gliding past still water that reflects the surrounding concrete. The noise of traffic fades, replaced by the low hum of the motor.
By the first week of March, with Eid-Ul-Fitr approaching, a festive mood had fully set in. Streets grew more crowded, traffic thickened, markets stayed open late into the night as many families across the capital prepared to mark the year’s biggest celebration — and its peak season for spending on clothes and travel.