Away from the news. Away from the enormity of a planet on the brink. Away from inner restlessness there is yet life. It’s what I learnt in Sylhet. It was morning, it was sweltering. Still, I was fortunate to be back after several years. Sylhet’s precinct along the northern bank of the Surma River, alongside the Keane Bridge and Amjad Ali’s clock tower, is one of those iconic