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
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
October 21, 2017
Government Employees of Bangladesh Another 'Diasporic' Community
“Take your belongings and head for the old dormitory. The dorm is a good one; it's located at the south-east of the college campus—
July 29, 2017
Coleridge: Stories of Betrayal, Pain and Misunderstanding
Sometime in 1797 something magical happened in English literature. Two poets, William Wordsworth and Samuel Taylor Coleridge by
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