Garden : Illustration Friday


Imaginary gardens and dreaming up wonderful fragrances all the while standing at one of the busiest crossing in Dhaka directing traffic. He was taking a break and a deep breath when I spotted the traffic cop waiting at the crossing. It was the tilt of his head, the flared nostrils, the closed eyes, the feeling of calmness that made me feel he was smelling something specially wonderful.


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