Dhaka: When Old Town Parties

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I’m not a historian. I can’t exactly tell you with accuracy as to what makes Old Town old, or different from the ever-developing stretches of one of the most cluttered cities of the world. I can tell Old Town apart only from the sepia-toned life that its people live, from the chipped walls and electricity cables that loom over us as the buildings close down on our rickshaw, from the lingering smell of the kabab that celebrates it Mughal heritage, from its spice mills and open butcher shops.

I can tell Old Town apart from the centuries old traditions it still retains, and its unshakeable love for celebration. And when Old Town parties, you cannot ignore it. …