Popular singer Baby Nazneen has lost her mother. On the morning of 17th April, her mother Abida Mansoor died in Bangladesh Medical College Hospital while undergoing treatment. (Inna lillahi wa---- Rajiun). She was 75 years old.

She was suffering from various problems including kidney complications for a long time. She is survived by three daughters, one son, grandchildren and many other great-grandchildren. According to family sources of Baby Nazneen, she was buried at Banani graveyard after Zohar prayer on Wednesday. On April 16, Baby Nazneen left for Japan from the US for professional reasons. She got the news of her mother's death from there. She is scheduled to return to Dhaka soon. She asked everyone to pray for her mother.

Khalid, vocalist of popular musician Chaime band, has passed away (innalillahi wainna ilahi rajioun).

He died on Monday (March 18) around 7:15 pm. The singer's body is said to be at Comfort Hospital, Green Road.

This information was confirmed by lyricist and composer Prince Mahmud.

Among the notable songs sung by Khalid are– Saralater Pratime, Jatata Megh hole Brishti namey, Kono karonei ferano gelo takey, Hoyne jabaro bela, Jodi himalay theke dukkho ashe, Tumi nei tai.  

The songs of Khalid, the artist of numerous popular songs, were once on the lips of the neighborhood listeners, played in various shops including Bipani Bitan. 

Rabindra Musician Sadi Mohammed passed away. It was initially reported that he committed 'suicide'.

His death was reported after evening on Wednesday (March 13). Shamim Ara Neepa, a family friend of the legendary dancer and artist, told the media. His body is currently at Suhrawardy Medical College Hospital.

When asked about the cause of such death, Neepa said, "He went into a state of trauma after his mother's death." He was not exactly normal mentally. Perhaps he could not bear the pain of losing his mother. This is how it went. He fasted on Wednesday. He had iftar too. After that, I think he has decided to migrate to the country of no return.

It is to be noted that last year on July 8, mother Jebunnesa Salimullah (96) died of old age disease. Since then, this music star was suffering from mental depression due to various reasons.

Mohammadpur Police Station Inspector (Investigation) Tofazzal Hossain told the media that Sadi Mohammad's hanging body was found in the room where he used to sing. He is believed to have committed suicide. The people of the house shouted and did not get his response. Later they broke the door and found the body hanging inside. Police recovered the body around 8 pm after receiving the information.

Sadi Mohammad received his Bachelor's and Master's degrees in Music from Visva Bharati University. In 2007, he made his debut as a composer with the album Mee Saippa Bhorer Shisire. In 2009 his album Shravan Akash and in 2012 his album Sarthak Janam Amar were released. He was also working as director of cultural organization Ravirag.

Sadi Mohammad is the son of a martyred father in the first hours of the liberation war. His father's name is Shaheed Salimullah. In 1971, the house C-12/10 on Taj Mahal Road, Mohammadpur was one of the hotbeds of the freedom movement. Dhaka Metropolitan Awami League leader Salimullah's house used to have regular meetings with the top leaders of the party, Bangabandhu's son Shaheed Sheikh Kamal also used to come.

On March 23, 1971, in that house on Taj Mahal Road, Sadi Mohammad's father Salimullah flew the flag of Bangladesh, that flag was sewn by Sadi-Shibli's mother Jebunnesha Salimullah.

Salimullah's house became the target of attack by non-Bengali Biharis and Pakistani troops on March 26, 1971, due to the flag flying. The whole house was burnt, Salimullah was shot dead. 

Attending Mugler's Fall/Winter 2024-25 collection showcase at the iconic Lycée Carnot School during Paris Fashion Week was an extraordinary privilege for me and my husband, Dewan Muhammad Sajid Afzal. We were graciously invited by Thierry Mugler's VIP and Media Relations Lead, Aiyda Mehnaz, and it was an experience like no other.

Before delving into the show itself, let's appreciate the historical significance of the Lycée Carnot School, established in 1869. This esteemed institution has nurtured notable figures such as former French President Jacques Chirac, World Trade Organization President Pascal Lamy, theologian Alexander Schiemann, and even members of the renowned electronic music group Daft Punk. The school's architectural splendor provided a fitting backdrop for Mugler's captivating presentation. And standing in such a setting and watching a Mugler show at a major event like Paris Fashion Week is a completely different experience for me.

Knowing Mugler's penchant for bold experimentation with solid colors, particularly shades of black, my husband and I opted for attire reflecting this aesthetic. I adorned a newly designed saree by the House of Ahmed, featuring a leather blouse with zardozi embroidered sleeves and intricate beadwork throughout. Meanwhile, Sajid, also the CEO of Shanta Lifestyle, donned a striking black silk and velvet tuxedo designed by Mehruz Munir of Zurhem, adorned with glamorous beading on the velvet portion.

Mugler's fashion show unfolded as a theatrical spectacle, deviating from conventional runway presentations. Forty-one models graced the catwalk, initially emerging in groups as curtains gradually unveiled the majestic hall of the Lycée Carnot School. Mugler's signature bold and feminine style shone through, highlighted by the predominant use of black, complemented by accents of red and unexpected prints.

The show's culmination saw all models returning to the runway, unveiling the backstage to the audience—a poignant gesture honoring the often-overlooked contributors behind the scenes. The seamless execution of the event captured everyone's attention, transcending the presence of VIPs and celebrities in the front row, a testament to Mugler's captivating vision.

The presence of celebrities such as Mia Khalifa, Brooklyn Beckham, Nicola Peltz, and Korean superstar Junghua further elevated the ambiance of the event. For me, attending wasn't just about witnessing fashion; it was an opportunity to gain insight into the intricacies of such grand productions and how they differ from those in my home country.

Mugler's ability to maintain an aura of mystery without overt branding was striking. The punctuality of the show, starting and ending precisely on time, underscored a level of professionalism often overlooked by some of our designers.

Fashion TV (FTV) served as my gateway into the realm of fashion, captivating me with its coverage of Fashion Week events. FTV, alongside Paris Fashion Week, has been instrumental in shaping my journey, allowing me to foster beauty, innovation, and dreams. Embarking on my choreography career in 2004, the culmination of two decades has brought me to the pinnacle of attending such prestigious events as a spectator.

The sensation of experiencing Fashion Week in person is incomparable, evoking a profound sense of fulfillment and transformation. Reflecting on the quality of our work, I find reassurance in the fact that we stand on par with international standards. Contemplating the possibility of stepping away from my craft, I'm filled with a sense of contentment, recognizing the strides we've made. Our modeling industry has seen notable improvements, even if there's a slight lag in technical aspects, it's marginal in comparison.

This realization fuels my resolve to continue pushing boundaries and refining our craft. The journey from spectator to participant has imbued me with a deep appreciation for the artistry and dedication that underpin the fashion world. As I navigate this landscape, I carry with me the aspiration to perpetuate excellence and inspire others to pursue their dreams.

In the quiet moments after the show, overwhelmed by emotion, I realized the profound impact of being present at such a significant event. It was a deeply inspiring experience, reaffirming my commitment to raising the standards of my country's fashion industry to global acclaim. This satisfaction resonates deeply within me, propelling me forward with renewed vigor and purpose.