Literature | The Daily Star
  • Where to?

    Some weird things happen sometimes. It was just midday when his mother was done with her cooking. She got up from sitting position with her two hands on her knees and went to sit in the yard to relieve rheumatism in the sunlight. On her way, she called out to her second daughter, “Mitu, serve Milu his lunch. I’ll rest awhile.”

  • The Journey Back Home

    During the Pakistan days my father was in the army, and we moved frequently, every few years. Soon after I finished Grade 10 in 1966, we made a big move: from Chittagong to Rawalpindi.

  • Bangabandhu, the 1947 Partition and Healing its Wounds

    In the intellectual evolution of Bangabandhu Sheikh Mujibur Rahman, the partition of the subcontinent in 1947 played a decisive role.

  • Charlotte Brontë’s Villette: Food for Thought

    Charlotte Brontë’s Jane Eyre is widely read as a classic feminist novel. Published in 1953, Villette, however, still resides in a shadowy region.

  • Short-Lived

    Unloved and unnoticed

  • The Phone Call

    Aum impatiently held on to his phone, hearing it ring without being answered. He hated having to start the day without hearing her voice. Then again, he also hated going to bed without talking to her. It was going to be a bad day.

  • Separation: A Soliloquy

    Doesn’t anyone get that my soul cringes for a call?

  • Late Night Love Note to Self

    Things are dark and bleak?

  • Two Poems

    Psychedelic noises – a cacophony so harmonious

  • RUN

    The ruby red kite fluttered above head, contrasted against the aquamarine sky, and it all was picture perfect for a split second, so perfect that it was a spoiler to the fact that something horrible was about to follow, like it did almost always.

  • What Makes Good Writing Good?

    To answer this question, let me hazard an analogy -- good writing is much like good food. Good writing tickles our senses the way good food does.

  • A Great Departure

    They carried the dead body from the front yard inside the house and slowly laid him down on the floor.

  • Arun Kumar Biswas: The Creator of the Detective Alokesh Roy

    Just imagine, a detective character like Sherlock Holmes by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle or Satyajit Ray’s Prodosh C. Mitra alias Feluda appears in the Bangladesh literary arena.

  • Keats and the Elgin Marbles—Message from Parthenon

    The classic collection of marble sculptures from Parthenon at the British Museum, commonly known as the Elgin Marbles, has been a vexed source of doubt, appreciation, enthusiasm, disapproval, and envy ever since they were brought to England during 1802-1812.

  • Malta: Room to Roam

    Different scenario unfolds at every turn of a corner. Grand in a domestic dimension is the historic house museum - the Palazzo Falson - apparently the second oldest building still standing in the walled city of Mdina.

  • Where’s Home?

    A city made out of dust

  • Verses for My Valentine

    Some stars fell...

  • Malta: Room to Roam (Part I)

    “Room to roam” remains my indelible imprint of this idyllic historical island. A less trodden route.

  • The Jungle’s Call

    I say “No” to the jungle’s call.

  • Letter Box

    When I came here, to our new abode, I was quite surprised to see the letter box outside our flat. “Who writes letter these days?” I was wondering. After the death of my mother, my father decided to shift to this new flat. He wanted me to overcome the grief caused by the death of my mother as soon as possible. He was terribly worried about my well-being.

  • Mirzaad

    My father was in the Pakistani army, so we moved frequently, every few years. Soon after I finished Grade 10 in 1966, we made a big move: from Chittagong to Rawalpindi.

  • In Memoriam

    A part of my life over.

  • Legacy

    With a familiar hunger

  • Two Poems

    Where Hopes Don’t Die

  • Looking Back on Kazi Nazrul Islam’s Bisher Banshi

    John Milton’s Areopagitica (1644) is a fine specimen of the prose polemic defending the freedom of expression and opposing the governmental licensing of publications and procedures of censorship.

  • A Heart of Snow

    The wind sighs as if upset; the snow’s anxiety is audible, A capricious sky causes a few docile stars to descend, Horse-driven sledges home amidst the din of strewn snow— Portrait of a deserted highway at the edge of a horizon!

  • Lines Exchanged in Silence

    “In Your Eyes I See Endangered Me”—Rabindranath Tagore

  • In Between the Lamps

    The pale yellow moon shone through the leafless winter trees. Their silhouettes were the only beauty in the dark between the lights of town. I hunted the imagined monsters that live in the dark. I was out in the fields where no one should walk alone.

  • SMI—a Tribute!

    To think of Syed Manzoorul Islam—Manzoor bhai to me (but let me call him SMI in the rest of this piece!) —is to think of someone always in motion, whether in the everyday world we inhabit, or the life of the mind that he lives so intensely.

  • The Pivotal Pariah

    Poet-professor-translator Kaiser Haq is the most thorough man I have ever come across. Taking things with a grain of salt is not his style. His casual, albeit western, demeanor, may suggest otherwise and even hide the seriousness of purpose with which he approaches life as well as his creative works.