I was walking home from university a few days ago when I had an interesting thought. I'm a student of Dhaka University. Unlike many other students, we are blessed with a spacious campus and lush greenery. Despite the availability of ample pavements within DU, I was walking on the road. It was a choice—one that I, and many others, make everyday. I realised this was borne out of habit, an involuntary action I
The other day I was going to pick some fruits from our village garden when I saw a few people beating a newt mercilessly.
Every February, I do not let go of the opportunity to revive my love for reading by visiting the Boi Mela. I let my children accompany
As the winter vacation comes to an end and it's time for children to head back to school, my 7-year-old son dreads going back to school.
While people complain of not having good neighbours, I have been very lucky in this business. My next door neighbour to the left is a family of four.
I have always been an avid reader. When smart phones started taking over our lives, I became very agitated finding people around me looking at their phone screens all the time.
Last week, when my car was stuck in traffic on the Kakrail road, I noticed two elderly men and a middle-aged man standing over the crossing in-between the two roads.
I have stayed 2 long weeks in Dhaka, a week in Rajshahi, and 2 nights in Sylhet - at The Palace Resort, and am returning to Sydney
In the past few days, several individual news on rape, that too on toddlers, have dominated the news media. Whenever I see such news
Dreams about taking a school test or certification exam occur pretty often. I don't know whether there is any hidden meaning or interpretation about these dreams, but I have never taken them seriously.
Last week, we finally went to watch Aynabaji, the movie. Throughout the month, whenever I came across any newspaper, any magazine, bus stop or my friends' facebook profiles, I was bound to spot the presence of this movie.
I always go for morning walks as a part of my exercise regime. Last week, after finishing my walk I met someone very interesting.
Passing through a crowd in our national stadium seems to be an aggressive kind of movement- it's like getting into a war as people push and shove their way through.
Today, I had to bury the kitten of the darling cat who lives in my garage. The kitten was the victim of an accident when a car ran over her. Her mother had to suffer many a loss like this due to the carelessness of some humans.
As I was returning home, I got sad to see a special child, sitting on a wheel chair while a woman was pushing the wheelchair, and asking for alms.
Panicking never does any good when it's an emergency- we all know this. But this knowledge seems useless when you are stuck in a lift.
Last week as I went to the hospital to collect data on the rate of infant mortality, I was a little shocked to hear the yelling of women in the maternity ward.
I was in my office in Lotus Kamal tower-2, busy doing my usual office work, when suddenly I felt a heavy tremor.