Yasif Ahmad Faysal

Rickshawallah

Under the blazing sun, The man stands- strong hands holding on to brake, and legs tapping out a rhythm on pedals, pearls of sweat glistening down the small of a tanned back,

1y ago

Padma Bridge

Come June 25

1y ago

After I Go

After I go

1y ago

The Walls of Our Town

All these years walls of our town stood tall, home to white-winged birds, nostalgic sun, tales too deep for us to tell; last night walls came down crashing,

2y ago

Happy Ministry

In the slanting columns   of  the morning sun      on September›s grass, none came for me

2y ago

The Story of Kusum’s Family

When the twelve-year old Kusum was returning home, she stole a glance at the setting sun for one last time. It was dipping over the heads of tallest coconut trees lined along the furthest edge of horizon. She let out a sigh — for some indefinable reason she wanted to

4y ago

Leaves Have All Fallen Off

Leaves have all fallen off.

4y ago
August 31, 2022
August 31, 2022
August 20, 2022
August 20, 2022

Rickshawallah

Under the blazing sun, The man stands- strong hands holding on to brake, and legs tapping out a rhythm on pedals, pearls of sweat glistening down the small of a tanned back,

June 2, 2022
June 2, 2022

Padma Bridge

Come June 25

May 21, 2022
May 21, 2022

After I Go

After I go

March 12, 2022
March 12, 2022

The Walls of Our Town

All these years walls of our town stood tall, home to white-winged birds, nostalgic sun, tales too deep for us to tell; last night walls came down crashing,

November 13, 2021
November 13, 2021

Happy Ministry

In the slanting columns   of  the morning sun      on September›s grass, none came for me

August 3, 2019
August 3, 2019

The Story of Kusum’s Family

When the twelve-year old Kusum was returning home, she stole a glance at the setting sun for one last time. It was dipping over the heads of tallest coconut trees lined along the furthest edge of horizon. She let out a sigh — for some indefinable reason she wanted to

July 6, 2019
July 6, 2019

Leaves Have All Fallen Off

Leaves have all fallen off.

August 4, 2018
August 4, 2018

Arundhati Roy and Our Reality

Some days ago, a friend of mine who stays abroad, sent me a gift. Since he is very special to me, I was extra-eager to open the box and find out what it was.

January 20, 2018
January 20, 2018

Of Jean Paul Sartre and Imposture

In October 1964, Jean Paul Charles Aymard Sartre, a French philosopher and novelist, was declared winner of the Nobel Prize for literature for that year.

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