The veil woman on the line.

On a melancholic day in Dhaka, I found myself wandering along a footover bridge near the city’s largest train station. As I looked down, I noticed a veiled woman quietly crossing the railway tracks below, while above her, people moved steadily along the bridge. The scene was layered—lines of the tracks leading into the distance, the motion of passersby, and the solitary figure beneath. It was a fleeting yet powerful moment, and I felt compelled to capture the frame.