I love winter, I love walking in the winter morning; in my village, I remember my childhood such a amazing experience,to me winter is great season . . . Winter is the season when the whole world seems to go to sleep. The weather is cold,fog, the ground is hard, and the trees and plants seem to be dry and than turn a borun color finally all leafs dead and fall on the ground, some time a beautiful light ray fallen on the tress, morning waker walk in the winter morning . . . Here I try to captured a few images, in my resident Old Dhaka, where I lives with my beautiful family. I think is part of our daily lives, without a purpose in our lives, depression would quickly set in, hope to feel our mother nature, to me Winter Comes in a Way . . .
— Monirul Alam,Old Dhaka,Bangladesh