Md Mehedi Hasan

Relaxed reminiscences

(For Lutfa, Nayeem, and Aarong Herbal Hair Pack)

1w ago

Small-town Blues

Spacious, shiny, new roads are built in my city to rent them for raw-markets

6m ago

Smoking’s Injurious to Health

Come, let’s smoke a cigarette together on a dark veranda and count how many flats

2y ago

Now As We Live In Two Different Cities

We stopped talking earlier. Yet there was a chance that I’d run into you. There was a chance of seeing you on the Gollamari bridge buying vegetables.

2y ago

Ahsan Habib’s On the First-floor Landing: a Duologue

Two flats facing each other He’s on the stairs, she’s at the door

2y ago

Aha Nandalals

Like my long dead father’s face

3y ago

Shanti, the playboy of satkhira

Based on a true story (‘...poets, as everybody knows,

4y ago

Not Aliens but Neighbours

Pass Hollywood over. It’s not the aliens but our neighbours,

4y ago
April 29, 2017
April 29, 2017

In Her Blue

A copper coloured dog bit her

October 22, 2016
October 22, 2016

Monster in Us

Nowadays I dream too much

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