In what language does rain fall over tormented city

This photo series that draws inspiration from Pablo Neruda's evocative line, "In what language does rain fall over tormented city," as it resonates deeply with the essence of Dhaka, the city I call home. This series explores the enigmatic relationship between the relentless rain and the complex urban landscape of Dhaka, capturing the turbulent emotions, contradictions, and struggles of its inhabitants. Through a collection of photographs, I aim to convey the multifaceted nature of the city's torrential downpours, the stories whispered by raindrops on bustling streets, and the profound impact of water on both the physical and emotional realms. From the chaos of traffic-laden roads to the solitude found within the monsoon's embrace, this series delves into the intimate connection between the tempestuous rains and the tormented soul of Dhaka, inviting viewers to contemplate the unspoken language of its rains and discover the hidden narratives it carries.