Every morning, farmers across Bangladesh wake up at dawn and head to their fields to grow rice, feeding a nation of nearly 180 million people. This is their pragmatic reality—a life defined by relentless labor and an unchanging routine.
One early morning, I encountered an elderly farmer on a village road. His weathered face spoke of years of experience and hard work. As he gazed at me with a simple, quiet expression, something about his look left a lasting impression on my mind.
The farmer.
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