Angel in Hell – Part II
“Welcome you again in another season of Hell. Down in these dumps the name called childhood get matured for a few at the age of five. Their silent cries echo from wall to wall of each and every hell which is considered as blessed place for them to earn bread. Their compact workstation, fiery factories, or even the Dusty brick lands are the place where they brought up independently” – GMB AKASH
Talking about the working environment is a heart breaking job. Factory machines usually produce an intolerable degree of echo in the working place of these children. For adding more strain on them excessive heat works as miserable factor. Textile factory workers start their day at 8am & finished at 8pm. During these working hours they managed to heal the pain of sound & heat by earning 1200 tk per month. ($1=83tk). In the brick field the scenarios are not different. In brick fields every day, work starts at 6 am, carting head-loads of eight bricks from the furnace to the supply pile. Each trip back and forth is allotted a little over a minute. For a twelve-hour workday, for each 1,000 bricks child at a brick factory in carry, they earn 80 tk (<$1) after meeting his expenses. Other hand, on the construction sites, children must sweat and slog through the intense heat of the sun, working long hours for scant reward. Moreover same obscurity and hardship in Balloon factory, rickshaw factory, tannery, dump yards, motor parts factory, mirror making factory, coal and cigarettes factory. There is no such a single risky job where a child labour cannot be found. For many of them Jeans paint with a torn shirt is their everyday wear. & banana with bread is delicious meal.
Point to be mention, they are sincerely into the work because of their family either for supporting them or for their helplessness. I admit human power is the incredible above all. Their spirit overcomes all difficulties to feed them & their family by any hardship.
Factory owners straightly said, ‘If we do not employ these children they will be one of the street addict children. Can you give them three times food, education and a home? Few of these children are helping their mother to survive. Few of them are helping for educating their younger. We are assisting them at least to survive in life with this working training.’ This is the most common answer I received last 10 years from the majority of factory owner who assigned children to their factory.
Children can be a source of income, this insane thought still practicing among many part of the lower class group which leads them to give birth more children. Many families are dependent fully on the income of their 5-12 age children. But for many the stories are different.
I have come to know heart touching stories which are worthy to share. Many children are running their sisters education on their own income, many children efficiently managing three times food for their sick parents and many children still manages to spend one hour to study in night school. Many children touched me by saying they dream to have a factory with their savings of this limited income! They are soulful and they have dignity which we should not let die. So I realize, family is the root to which there must be a way to improve at least few of these children’s life. Helplessness of a family forces their children to work in a hazardous condition.
“Escaping from a situation where 7.4 million children are standing to you for a solution is pretty shivering. I believe it’s a sin for me as a human and as a photographer to turn my head and look away. I attach my life with them and thus the story starts” – GMB AKASH
To be continue…















this is excellent photography .. as always
Thankyou for your ever-kind words!
Stunning photography.
Its your generosity my friend.
Another very powerful piece of photo journalism. So sad these children do not have a childhood.
Thanks goes to you for understanding the depth of the pain of these children’s life. be blessed always!
Hard labour for kids that are supposed to be at school: learning & playing with friends.
This is the saddest part of this story, a very hard life which no ordinary human can think of.
Akash…once again my heart is overcome with sadness. You are the voice of these children…telling their stories to all who will listen to their cries. Your profound images will not let us look away and pretend all is well in this world. I looked for a long time into the eyes of that young boy’s face (2nd image), trying to see what he was feeling. What I see is a look of acceptance…’this is my life…there is no other choice’. I think there has to be a way….even to make a small difference. The last two pictures astounded me…..how can they still manage such incredibly beautiful smiles, under such conditions? The indomitable spirit of these children gives me hope that things will change for them. I hope I can be part of that change.
Thank you very much, dear friend, for the belief and esteem you have carried for me, always.
Great photography, yet such a sad story.
A very sad story covering dignity of these children
Your words and your images, as always, are DEEPLY affecting…. I wish I could hug each and every one of these kids. So much must be done to help so many — change must occur.
yes, my friend they deserve every best thing of this world, and love affection, care which we certainly can give. change will depend in our own hands, needs no miracles only our feelings and few small steps.
your photography brings not only impact to the lives of whoever read your story, as I looked every images it brings it to me a tons of emotions, I feel sad for every kids who are going through for all of it….
Thankyou for your ever-kind words!be blessed always!
very powerful images , i can see the hope in thair eye,and the well nto live.
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The history of child labor in the 1800′s here in the US was horrible too. Maybe there is hope. Laws were made and children saved. What factories are these children working for? Are there any that we would be familiar with? This would be important to know. Your photographs are astounding but they break my heart.
Your work is so tender..