By GMB Akash



Along the Buriganga River in Dhaka, giant ships are repaired and rebuilt—not by machines, but by men with bare hands and unbreakable spirits. The shipyard is a world of fire, metal, and endless noise, where thousands of laborers work without safety gear, earning just enough to survive.




Most come from distant villages, chasing a better life. They sleep beside the ships they mend, risking everything each day. Over 200 ships are repaired here every year—fueling our economy, but costing these men their youth, health, and often, their dreams.
In their silent struggle, I see courage. In their worn faces, I find stories the world needs to know.



