"When my husband, Ruhul Amin Seikh, goes fishing, I wait for him by the river's edge. Some days when I do not feel sick, I join him in our small boat. I can barely support my husband as I am aging and suffering from diseases. Our children are separated. They have their families and are no longer able to provide for us. The forest is no longer providing us with food. After spending hours in the river, my husband returns with a few fish. We can hardly sell fish for 80 Taka (1 USD) daily. We starve or eat once as we grow older. Water is saltier than ever; our house is still broken after the cyclone, and now the corona is killing us. We have almost no food for the coming days. We remain hungry; we remain thirsty."
– Fatema Khatun

Satkhira, Bangladesh