Fayeka Zabeen Siddiqua

Zahir Raihan, having done some noteworthy works in Benglali literature and film died an untimely death before he had a chance to explore his full potential.

In each other's company, in silence and conversation – we make sure we are perfectly functional.

Imagine women entering the field of photography, historically dominated by men, during a time when they were even more strictly confined to certain socially constructed roles.

They say, rereading a beloved childhood book, much later in your life, helps you rediscover yourself. The day afterpoet Al Mahmud's death, I reopened one of his poetry books, Pakhir Kachhe, Phooler Kachhe, the only collection of the poet I have ever read and owned.

Every cat is a great teacher. I live with five and I know for a fact that they are.

While a liveable city should contain 25 percent greenery of its total area, the capital has barely five percent greenery for lack of regular plantation, and no maintenance of the existing ones.

A long haired young sculptor was regularly seen near the arts faculty of Dhaka University, with a hammer and chisel in his hands, working day and night on a life-size structure.

Pristine, paper white walls. Monorail lightings fixed on the ceiling. And reverent silence.