All Quiet on the Western Front (Little, Brown and Company, 1929), a semi-autobiographical novel authored by a German World War I veteran, Erich Maria Remarque, is one of the greatest anti-war works of literature—one that was published nearly a century back and still holds relevance today
Despite being quite the nerd, I found no solace in education.
Men objected to the public display of sanitary napkins at the Ekushey Boi Mela.
Grooming of minors by paedophilic adults seems to be an overlooked yet pressing societal anomaly
Unsurprisingly, the film’s directors, Ron Clements and John Musker, are white, and it is almost as if “whiteness” prevents artistes, such as film directors, from portraying the non-white peoples with a non-colonial lens.
Should we believe that the same man who didn’t believe in women’s right to freedom of choice is now a changed “reformist”?
The parallel between the 2024 Met Gala and 'The Garden of Time,' a short speculative fiction written by JG Ballard, is uncanny.
Let Toomaj Salehi’s words strike a chord in our hearts, a chord that will spur action, no matter how small
What makes them my favourites, if I can’t remember the names of the engrossing characters or the details of the intricate plots in some of my “favourite” books?
Why is Wordle so addictive and why are a lot of people so obsessed with it?
A few days ago, a video that went viral showed a young college-going girl beating her harasser on a bus, ripping his shirt in the process, and making him beg for forgiveness.
A nosy parker asks, “Why aren’t you having kids yet? You’ve been married for two years already! Why the delay?
We don’t normally think of toys from a critical perspective because, well, they’re just toys. But if one were to reflect on it, one might become easily disenchanted by these children’s playthings.
The most naïve boy of Dhabaldhola village had been murdered. The decapitated body lay on the demarcation line between the Bangari field and the Taro crop-field.
According to media reports, a 600-feet-long “safety zone” was recently allocated for women and children visiting Cox’s Bazar.
The recent rape and consequent death of a school-going, 17-year-old girl fills one with rage and helplessness.
The title of the story could have been “Tiger,” just “Tiger,” as, for a few days in 1971, a tiger had been the cause of a massive terror to us.
“I’m doing what I feel like doing. What’s that to you?” Aslam retorted. He opened the door and said, “Like mother, like daughter. Get lost.”
