The rebels of Madhusudan
Neeldhaja is the first Bangla poem to be written in the form of a letter; it places a female figure with a rebellious demeanor as the protagonist of a historical narrative.
Towards a better, balanced metropolis
If you look hard at a map of Dhaka city, you may notice a striking similarity with the side profile of a human face. The more you focus, the more you will notice that Uttara resembles the forehead, Mirpur resembles the eyes, Tongi resembles the scalp, Gabtoli resembles the nose, Motijheel resembles the mouth and Keraniganj resembles the throat.
How to Travel Like a Pro
If there's any thread that connects all the people on this planet irrespective of their nationality, race or culture – it's their keen interest to travel the world.
Spoonful Metropolis, Ginger Memories
The train arrived late than the scheduled time, almost two hours late. My head was involuntarily swirling. I was half-asleep-half-awake, I regained conscious thought as I was hit on the head by the bulgy swinging purse of a cranky middle-aged woman.
Murakami's Kafka on the Shore
When Kafka Tamura runs away from his Tokyo house the day he turns fifteen to escape a strange curse his father set upon him, little does he know his life will end up with so many twists and turns.
The Spy who Lives on
It was the summer of 1965. A tall, young man with dark shades in his early 30s got on his motorbike and embarked on a long arduous journey of over 350 kilometers starting from Dhaka and finally arrived at Kaptai...
DISSECTION OF A KILLER T20 OUTFIT
With the advent of flashy tournaments such as the Big Bash or the IPL, cricket, the global sport, has started to attain a new dimension and there has been revolutionary changes as to how the game is being played in a rather short span of time.
June 2, 2023
The rebels of Madhusudan
Neeldhaja is the first Bangla poem to be written in the form of a letter; it places a female figure with a rebellious demeanor as the protagonist of a historical narrative.
March 26, 2019
Motijheel Madness
You walk barefoot or wear expensive shoes on the streets of Motijheel.
February 19, 2019
Towards a better, balanced metropolis
If you look hard at a map of Dhaka city, you may notice a striking similarity with the side profile of a human face. The more you focus, the more you will notice that Uttara resembles the forehead, Mirpur resembles the eyes, Tongi resembles the scalp, Gabtoli resembles the nose, Motijheel resembles the mouth and Keraniganj resembles the throat.
February 9, 2017
Spoonful Metropolis, Ginger Memories
The train arrived late than the scheduled time, almost two hours late. My head was involuntarily swirling. I was half-asleep-half-awake, I regained conscious thought as I was hit on the head by the bulgy swinging purse of a cranky middle-aged woman.
February 9, 2017
How to Travel Like a Pro
If there's any thread that connects all the people on this planet irrespective of their nationality, race or culture – it's their keen interest to travel the world.
June 2, 2016
Murakami's Kafka on the Shore
When Kafka Tamura runs away from his Tokyo house the day he turns fifteen to escape a strange curse his father set upon him, little does he know his life will end up with so many twists and turns.
May 26, 2016
The Spy who Lives on
It was the summer of 1965. A tall, young man with dark shades in his early 30s got on his motorbike and embarked on a long arduous journey of over 350 kilometers starting from Dhaka and finally arrived at Kaptai...
May 19, 2016
DISSECTION OF A KILLER T20 OUTFIT
With the advent of flashy tournaments such as the Big Bash or the IPL, cricket, the global sport, has started to attain a new dimension and there has been revolutionary changes as to how the game is being played in a rather short span of time.
May 5, 2016
THE TIPPING POINT
Before going into an in-depth review, just to ensure a better and more meaningful reading experience, let me give you an outside view of how Malcolm Gladwell non-fictions are formulated and constructed.
April 28, 2016
The Great East Himalayan Trek
It was around 7 in the morning. A chilly breeze from the north was freezing us to our very core.
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