The old dhaka family...

While we were at Divali, Erin made friends with a boy, who became our tour guide-extraordinaire for the night. He took us to a great local restaurant, where we were the only Bideshis and some of very few women. He took us back to his house in the Hindu part of Old Dhaka to meet his family. We sat in a bedroom with his mother and father, his brother, brother's wife and another relative, and the boy from downstairs and watched the cricket (possibly the first cricket match I have ever watched)... until the power went out! Then we ate mishti (sweets) by candlelight with them, and our friend's neighbour gave us some of the paintings that he had done. It was so lovely to be invited into someone's home and share food with them...