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  • Dressed Like a Daydream

    The pool was midnight blue, adorned by the reflection of thousands of stars. It blended perfectly well with my deepest, nearly-pitch-

  • Ghalib ki Dilli (Part I)

    I should have been listening to one of the scores of imaginative events on the poetry, life and times of the pre-eminent poet of the

  • My Life with Shakespeare

    When you are asked to write a memoir or something about Shakespeare, you should know that you have reached your expiration date.

  • OF WEDDING GIFTS

    After a month's respite, with the inauspicious Pous being over, the Bengali wedding season has come back with a big vengeance, so to

  • The Endless I

    Within the givens of life

  • Poetry

    You, who are

  • BIDDING ADIEU TO RADA

    The terrible realization was setting in almost all, if not all of us. The dream days of fun and work in equal measure at RADA were

  • Prodigy

    The smell of spicy food was making Sam hungry. After a long wait at the restaurant, the waiter came with the food. He had a mask

  • Tagore Songs

    With him, “no” will never do.

  • Jibanananda Das: Baitarani

    I'm not sure when I rose from the grave of death—

  • Baishakhi Spirit, which art Moving Everywhere

    My phone is bombarded with SMS alerts notifying me of various deals available for Baishakh: the discounts that are offered in various

  • Alpanas: “Dreams under your feet”

    If you ask me, it is not unlikely that alpana and kalpana should sound almost similar, since without kalpana, or creative ingenuity, it is

  • A Brief History of Pahela Baishakh

    Most of us know that the celebrations of Pahela Baishakh began in the reign of the Mughal Emperor Akbar. However, we have mostly

  • THROUGH THE LOOKING GLASS: KUTCH

    Imagine Bengal like this: all the rivers have dried up. Periodically, there are earthquakes. For mile after mile there is only desert scrub:

  • In Search of a Hero

    “If I were a hero …” Arif stopped suddenly.

  • Poetry

    Some days I come knocking at your door

  • EXAMINATION WOES

    With the examination season on, people feel pity for the stressed students burning the midnight oil as well as for their parents who, in

  • Snippets

    Her: Seen yesterday's sunset?

  • Pity

    From behind a counter inside Tasty, her brother Anik's bakery shop, Hridi watches an old Westerner repeatedly tug on the glass door

  • Poetry

    It doesn't want a handful of puffed rice

  • I Can Choose to Go, But Why Should I?

    Perhaps, it is better to turn around.

  • The Death of Sorrow

    Azgar Ali was not worried when the war broke out. Theirs was a quaint little village hiding by the slopes near the Garo Hills. It took

  • Skull among Bricks− a Grey Frame

    Right now, I am all blue. I was supposed to have my feet on the ground, and study for my upcoming exam–which is in two days.

  • The Days of War

    On March 1 at 1.00 pm when Yahya Khan declared on the radio that he was suspending the National Assembly session because of the

  • Ferdousi Priyabhashini: “A Lifelong Impression of Eternal Struggle”

    The indescribable grief and agony the aftermath of 1971 had set off in the eventful life of Ferdousi Priyabhashini can be perceived

  • MY USELESS WEAPON

    As Bird flocks take wing at the rattle of sten guns

  • Bangladesh During those Turbulent Days of March, 1971

    The historic announcement of March 7 by Bangabandhu was, in fact, the call for the independence of Bangladesh. The speech inspired

  • Folk Hero Sheikh Mujibur Rahman

    The process through which Sheikh Mujibur Rahman (1920-1975) became a folk hero in Bangladesh, that is to say, the way in which his

  • Footprints

    Footprints of Million Lives

    Darkness had fallen upon the graveyard of thousand lives, along with a cold breeze which swept away the rotten stench of dead flesh.

  • LOVE IN THE TIME OF TINDER

    “Are you interested in spiritually inclined younger men?” My recent tinder match asked.

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