• West, East
    West, East

    The white woman and her husband fell into silence again. About a...

  • Traffic Lights
    Traffic Lights

    The traffic signal turned red. I was in the front seat. My nephew,...

  • My East Bengal
    My East Bengal

    My East Bengal, how astonishingly she is

  • The Wedding Ring
    The Wedding Ring

    The Pakistanis were beaten at last. The flag of Bangladesh flew...

  • Of Things

    Things are material in the hardest sense of the term. Things have...

  • NEW IN NAGALAND

    Once upon a time, there were head-hunters. Only presence we found...

  • Bangladeshi worker who published book started by scribbling on cement bags

    Angry at a former boss for threatening to cut the workers' pay, Bangladeshi construction worker Md Mukul Hossine starts scribbling poetry on the bags of cement.

  • Nurjahan Begum

    Nurjahan Begum laid to rest

    After two phases of namaj-e-janaza, Nurjahan Begum, the editor and publisher of weekly magazine Begum, is buried at Martyred Intellectual Graveyard in Dhaka’s Mirpur. She passes away at a Dhaka hospital at the age of 91. Born on June 4, 1925, she is a daughter of prominent journalist Mohammad Nasiruddin, editor of Bangla literary journal Saogat and awarded the Ekushey Padak in 2011.

  • The Wedding Ring

    Sonargaon Hotel had not started then in Dhaka. The Shahbagh Hotel was turned into Institute of Post Graduate Medicine. The elite

  • Reading Bellow in Chicago

    Last month Donald Trump and I happened to be in Chicago at the same time. He was there for the Republican primary. I wasn't.

  • GIVE ME A BOWL OF RICE, YOU BASTARD

    Hunger engulfs me: In my belly, the feeling

  • BEFORE THE CITY IS DESTROYED

    If the city is razed to the ground, the last clock stopped ticking...

  • The Enigma of Articles

    Language mold me, Its structure and form bind me

  • Smart Stories

    The title and the epigraph of Zafar Anjum's Kafka in Ayodhya give a good indication of the central concerns of the short story collection...

  • Mor Bhabonere Ki Haowa

    What wind is it lilting my thoughts so amazingly?

  • Tagore and Einstein

    Tagore's encounters with luminaries of the West

    Rabindranath Tagore, during his visits abroad, he engaged in intriguing conversations with brilliant minds from across the world – starting from British sci-fi master HG Wells to French dramatist-art historian Romain Rolland to genius German physicist Albert Einstein – where he spoke about the correlation of art and science, international relations and religion, and multiculturalism.

  • The Triumph of the Snake Goddess: an excerpt

    Behula silently prayed to Padma and stepped on the walkway. Even a fly falling on it was sliced instantly. Nothing

  • A Sort of National Epic for Bangladesh: Kaiser Haq's The Triumph of the Snake Goddess

    Kaiser Haq, The Triumph of the Snake Goddess. Cambridge, Mass.: Harvard UP, 2015

  • OH TO BE IN PARIS

    It's over half a century since France – its thinkers, writers, artists, film-makers – became an object of fascination with

  • Tête–à–tête

    and where will you be when I feel pain?

  • Sarbojaya and Surabala

    Written words last forever. Women and children in masterly works of fiction are endearing characters. The endearment lasts a lifetime.

  • Banalata Sen

    Thousands of years, I've been knocking around the world's ways

  • The Rising of the Dead

    I stepped inside the house through the drawing room doors. The smell of death assailed my senses. The smell was stale – all pervasive.

  • Words and phrases you won’t believe Shakespeare invented

    The English language wouldn’t be the same without Shakespeare. He is credited with inventing over 1700 common words and phrases we still use today

  • NIGHTMARE

    When did these dead people awake from their graves?

  • We Are At Odds

    Time changes

  • Poet Syed Shamsul Haq flown to London for treatment

    Eminent litterateur Syed Shamsul Haq is flown to UK for treatment as he has been suffering from critical lungs disease.

  • The Tale of a Slave

    It often happens nowadays That I do not find my head Spine, is now a distant memory! A question crops up constantly, at birth

  • Iqbal and Atiya Begum

    By the end of July 1907, news reaches Atiya through a student named Parmeshwar Lal that Iqbal's patriotic songs published in Makhzan have become so popular that they are being sung in the whole of northern India: 'houses, streets, alleys resounded with Iqbal's national songs, which created a feeling of nationalism unknown in India before.'

  • I Need to Believe

    In the name of justice...

  • Iqbal and Atiya Begum

    Ten years after Iqbal is born in Sialkot in undivided India, a girl named Atiya is born thousands of miles away in Istanbul. Just as Iqbal's father ran a business in Sialkot, Atiya's father Hasan Ali Fyzee (1827–1903) ran a business in that Turkish metropolis.

  • Bereavement

    Things were not so rosy at first, But soon they were straightened out.

  • Driftwood

    Her body lies like Driftwood on the sand

  • Blue Afternoon

    Sarah has not seen Naeema since then. She had heard from her other sons that Naeema is teaching in a school and staying with her mother.

  • Then Again Love

    Wild darkness of rain...

  • In this misty field one day

    Nobody will find me walking in this misty field one day, I know;

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