Fayeka Zabeen Siddiqua

My cats, my safe space

In each other's company, in silence and conversation – we make sure we are perfectly functional.

In memory of Sayeeda Khanam: The girl with a Rolleicord

Imagine women entering the field of photography, historically dominated by men, during a time when they were even more strictly confined to certain socially constructed roles.

My memory from a time in the past

They say, rereading a beloved childhood book, much later in your life, helps you rediscover yourself. The day afterpoet Al Mahmud's death, I reopened one of his poetry books, Pakhir Kachhe, Phooler Kachhe, the only collection of the poet I have ever read and owned.

Eishob Dinraatri

Every cat is a great teacher. I live with five and I know for a fact that they are.

Dhaka needs more trees, but…

While a liveable city should contain 25 percent greenery of its total area, the capital has barely five percent greenery for lack of regular plantation, and no maintenance of the existing ones.

Remembering Syed Abdullah Khalid

A long haired young sculptor was regularly seen near the arts faculty of Dhaka University, with a hammer and chisel in his hands, working day and night on a life-size structure.

Thinking outside the (white) box

Pristine, paper white walls. Monorail lightings fixed on the ceiling. And reverent silence.

Folkloric Bangladesh

Bangla folk literature has always celebrated a rich tapestry of themes, from heroic religious narratives depicted in ballads and dramas, to the mundane struggles of life reflected in witty proverbs and riddles. These folk tales, many of which have been passed down through generations orally, reflect the diversity of our different ethnic, linguistic and religious groups. This Pahela Baishakh, we invite you on a journey that takes us back to our roots.

July 11, 2022
July 11, 2022

My cats, my safe space

In each other's company, in silence and conversation – we make sure we are perfectly functional.

August 19, 2020
August 19, 2020

In memory of Sayeeda Khanam: The girl with a Rolleicord

Imagine women entering the field of photography, historically dominated by men, during a time when they were even more strictly confined to certain socially constructed roles.

March 15, 2019
March 15, 2019

My memory from a time in the past

They say, rereading a beloved childhood book, much later in your life, helps you rediscover yourself. The day afterpoet Al Mahmud's death, I reopened one of his poetry books, Pakhir Kachhe, Phooler Kachhe, the only collection of the poet I have ever read and owned.

February 15, 2019
February 15, 2019

Eishob Dinraatri

Every cat is a great teacher. I live with five and I know for a fact that they are.

June 2, 2017
June 2, 2017

Dhaka needs more trees, but…

While a liveable city should contain 25 percent greenery of its total area, the capital has barely five percent greenery for lack of regular plantation, and no maintenance of the existing ones.

May 26, 2017
May 26, 2017

Remembering Syed Abdullah Khalid

A long haired young sculptor was regularly seen near the arts faculty of Dhaka University, with a hammer and chisel in his hands, working day and night on a life-size structure.

April 28, 2017
April 28, 2017

Thinking outside the (white) box

Pristine, paper white walls. Monorail lightings fixed on the ceiling. And reverent silence.

April 14, 2017
April 14, 2017

Folkloric Bangladesh

Bangla folk literature has always celebrated a rich tapestry of themes, from heroic religious narratives depicted in ballads and dramas, to the mundane struggles of life reflected in witty proverbs and riddles. These folk tales, many of which have been passed down through generations orally, reflect the diversity of our different ethnic, linguistic and religious groups. This Pahela Baishakh, we invite you on a journey that takes us back to our roots.

April 7, 2017
April 7, 2017

Let there be light

The stigma surrounding depression

March 24, 2017
March 24, 2017

Sukumar's Myth and Magic

Silly rhymes, nonsensical verses, absurd characters - that's how Sukumar Ray introduced poetry in to my life with his book Abol Tabol (Rhymes without Reasons), an amazing collection of classic Bengali nonsense poetry.

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