
Anupoma Joyeeta Joyee
Anupoma Joyeeta Joyee is a lawyer and writer. You can reach her at [email protected]
Anupoma Joyeeta Joyee is a lawyer and writer. You can reach her at [email protected]
Mothers can now be students' sole legal guardians, but this is only the first step forward
The hostility that the Bangladeshi public usually shows towards women is in no way civilised
The rape culture in Bangladesh is nurtured by many disappointing legal loopholes.
Nothing that I have to say in this article in criticism of the failures in government policy is new or clever. It is merely the umpteenth rehashing of the anger and frustration that the women of Bangladesh feel every day, both in public and in private.
As years go by, I realise it may never come back to the way it once was.
The bottles clanked. I hadn’t met her in years. But I was no longer able to take what was happening to me. And so, I gathered the courage and asked Maria for the meeting.
With the release of Fearless (Taylor's Version), Swift will once again own her masters.
On April 17, police opened fire at the Banshkhali Power Plant workers. They were asking for something very simple—payment of due wages,
A 14-year-old child bride in Tangail’s Basail upazila has died just at the “right time”.
Twenty-five-year-old Nishat Tasnim, the 6,079th of her name, has recently returned to work under the pretension that the coronavirus pandemic was a collective hallucination. She is grateful that everyone is now wearing masks, and not just because it keeps the virus away.
In a landmark decision, the High Court has recently ruled that Hindu widows are entitled to inherit shares in all properties of their husbands including agricultural land.
If six months ago someone had proposed shutting down the whole world to resolve a crisis, they would have been laughed off. In times of shock, impossible ideas suddenly seem possible and, more often than not, it’s the corporations that reap the benefits of that possibility.
If you are arriving in Berlin from a more pristine, more conventionally “charming” tourist city, prepare to be shocked. Berlin is filthier than Amsterdam, less organised than Vienna, less flamboyant than Budapest. Even compared to its German counterparts, Berlin is
Life in Dhaka is much more than just incessant traffic and countless restaurants. In fact, if you looked closely you would find that we have more in common with a fictional medieval kingdom than what appears to the naked eye. Yes, I am talking about Westeros.
After the most traumatic academic year of my postgraduate legal studies, I decided to reward myself with a budget friendly Europe trip.
When Ms. Sherbet Clearwater moved into her new one-bedroom apartment in the city, she didn't exactly expect to find a rude teenage ghost in the closet. Nothing about this apartment stuck out as a red flag but now she is on the verge of a heart attack. She is looking at the ashen face of someone who probably once was a fifteen year old living person. She is regretting every decision that has led up to her moving in here.
From where I am sitting, it smells like disinfectants, antiseptics, confusion, anxiety, anticipation and helplessness. It's 4 AM. The doctors have told me to hope for the best.
Stormageddon is quite pissed at the boy. “What the heck is taking him so long?” he wants to yell into thin air but reserves himself at the last moment. Instead he makes a livid growling sound.
If you had seen what I saw in the span of 7 days, you'd be grateful for every little thing in your life that doesn't go wrong. With the curiosity and vigour of a youth who gets to go out of this wretched city after a year, I embarked on a trip with my father.
Don't like Rabindra Sangeet? You just haven't found the right song yet.
I have embarked on the greatest journey of self-discovery to date. If I were given the opportunity to have free brownies for life in ...
This is an actual conversation I had with a friend in seventh grade.
Gifted is a heart-warming chronicle of ordinary relationships that face extraordinary ups and downs. The story itself is not one in a million, but the person it's about is.
Gone are the days of bargaining exclusively by threat to mamas, “Ei daam e dile den naile jai”.
As I await my graduation from Law school, which is supposed to happen within 2 months, I look back at the memorable journey which started with me having no idea what in the world a “plaintiff” was.
I started bullet journaling in September 2016. I haven't given up this hobby yet. Hence it's safe to say that it's worth clinging on to because God knows I am lazier than a sloth.
Seven years ago on a June afternoon, the young people of a nine-storey Mirpur building wanted to teach the kids of nearby slums.
On March 23, I went to cover the Imagine Write Creatively workshop at Scholastica, Mirpur campus for the second day.
After an awful drag of writer's block stretching months, I opted to cover the event Imagine Write Creatively at Scholastica, Mirpur on March 22 for a kick of writing inspiration.
Since October 2010, the United Nations has adopted the first week of February as World Interfaith Peace and Harmony Week.
The World Wide Web has brought about unprecedented accessibility. While the charm of physically printed vintage comic books still subsists, the internet offers access to everyone and anyone who wants their work reached to the mass.
On a warm summer night in 2007, I discovered my elder sister stealthily and quite curiously looking at her laptop screen- a surreal blueish glow pouring out of it.
Challenges in implementing human rights through the UN mechanisms begin with the need to decide among competing priorities and strategically categorising the best use of its limited resourc
Rabindranath Tagore had apparently prayed to be resurrected to the rhythm of music. I am no expert on classical music, yet I yearn for November in this cramped city.
Can you tell the name of some places in our city where the persons with disabilities can go easily? Perhaps you will end up counting a few.
As an occupational advantage I get to go to fascinating places. This one took me outside of the racket of Dhaka to ABC International School, Narayanganj on November 10, 2016.
Most mornings I wake up to ancient photos of the once-pristine Dhaka city from yesteryears. Sometimes photos of our legendary poets, actors, artists or even of the meme-makers surface on a couple of Facebook pages.
Agami Education Foundation (AEF) conducted its second fundraising event on October 21, 2016 at the Dhaka Residential Model College Auditorium.
After a long tiring day of battling Dhaka traffic and legal jargons, I sit blessed in the comfort of my own bedroom and binge-watch puppy videos on YouTube.
Hank (Paul Dano) is about to hang himself. Having given up all his hopes of being rescued from a deserted island, he
‘Honour killing' is an iconic oxymoron, going beyond all logic, implying that somehow there happens to be 'honour' in killing a family member.
Growing up, not all of us were the smartest peas in the pod. Even if you were, you probably weren't immune to the ridiculous superstitions that the adults taught you. I decided to take a trip down memory lane to remind you of the most common of the bunch.
No matter how much you have loved the entire movie, sometimes the endings just do not feel right.
"I don't know if it's because of the time (last year of high school) I shifted to Canada, it was really hard for me to make friends. It took me a few months to find people I actually liked and who liked me back and wanted to be friends," says Moneesha R Kalamder, who immigrated to Canada in her teens.
You don't know freedom until you've been repeatedly refused a trip to Cox's Bazar with your friends and then have been allowed a trip to Italy completely unsupervised, all by yourself.
Vuter Naam Ramakanto Kamar is a graphic children's novel first published at Ekushay Boi Mela 2016 by Mahbubul Haque of Ikrimikri Publication.
World Day of Social Justice is a relatively new edition to the diverse string of international observance days as declared by the United
Twenty-five-year-old Nishat Tasnim, the 6,079th of her name, has recently returned to work under the pretension that the coronavirus pandemic was a collective hallucination. She is grateful that everyone is now wearing masks, and not just because it keeps the virus away.
In a landmark decision, the High Court has recently ruled that Hindu widows are entitled to inherit shares in all properties of their husbands including agricultural land.
If six months ago someone had proposed shutting down the whole world to resolve a crisis, they would have been laughed off. In times of shock, impossible ideas suddenly seem possible and, more often than not, it’s the corporations that reap the benefits of that possibility.
If you are arriving in Berlin from a more pristine, more conventionally “charming” tourist city, prepare to be shocked. Berlin is filthier than Amsterdam, less organised than Vienna, less flamboyant than Budapest. Even compared to its German counterparts, Berlin is
Life in Dhaka is much more than just incessant traffic and countless restaurants. In fact, if you looked closely you would find that we have more in common with a fictional medieval kingdom than what appears to the naked eye. Yes, I am talking about Westeros.
After the most traumatic academic year of my postgraduate legal studies, I decided to reward myself with a budget friendly Europe trip.
When Ms. Sherbet Clearwater moved into her new one-bedroom apartment in the city, she didn't exactly expect to find a rude teenage ghost in the closet. Nothing about this apartment stuck out as a red flag but now she is on the verge of a heart attack. She is looking at the ashen face of someone who probably once was a fifteen year old living person. She is regretting every decision that has led up to her moving in here.
From where I am sitting, it smells like disinfectants, antiseptics, confusion, anxiety, anticipation and helplessness. It's 4 AM. The doctors have told me to hope for the best.
Stormageddon is quite pissed at the boy. “What the heck is taking him so long?” he wants to yell into thin air but reserves himself at the last moment. Instead he makes a livid growling sound.
If you had seen what I saw in the span of 7 days, you'd be grateful for every little thing in your life that doesn't go wrong. With the curiosity and vigour of a youth who gets to go out of this wretched city after a year, I embarked on a trip with my father.