Cox’s Bazar, Bangladesh –As the sun sets over the Rohingya refugee camp, the evening brings a temporary calm to the day’s struggles. The sky turns golden, casting a warm glow over the crowded shelters and narrow pathways. Amid the hardship, people gather to find a moment of rest and reflection.
On the small bridges within the camp, groups of men sit together, talking softly as the cool breeze offers brief relief from the heat of the day. Some stare at the horizon in silence, lost in their thoughts, while others share stories of their past and worries about their uncertain future.
Nearby, children run barefoot, laughing and playing with whatever they can find. Their joy, though momentary, stands in contrast to the harsh reality they live in. Women return from collecting water, their tired faces showing the weight of daily survival. Smoke rises from makeshift stoves as families prepare simple meals with whatever rations they have.
For many, this evening time is the only chance to breathe before night falls and another day of struggle begins. Without electricity, the camp soon turns dark, lit only by small solar lights or candle flames flickering inside shelters. Life in the refugee camp is never easy, but in these quiet evening hours, the community finds small moments of peace.
Despite everything, hope lingers. Conversations continue, children dream of a better future, and families hold onto the possibility that one day, they may no longer have to live as refugees. Until then, the evening sky will continue to witness their resilience, their struggles, and their silent prayers for a new beginning.
