Shreyosi Endow

“Now I'm looking for you, or anyone like you.”

There are people out there who, with the passage of time, are left with as much patience towards their mopey friends as feminists...

Ratul parked his motorcycle on the footpath next to the school gate. It had been long since he came here but not much seemed to have changed.

There was a ceramic teacup tucked between the pots of money plant and bougainvillea. It had an intricately designed golden rim around the top and was taken from a set of five identical ones.

"You've reached the voicemail of Smith Williams. Please leave a message after the beep."

Imagine Write Creatively is a joint initiative by The Daily Star (TDS) and United International University (UIU) that encourages students to think and write creatively and let their imagination develop through the medium of creative writing.

I am usually quite reluctant about sharing my thoughts on punctuality as I'm unsure about how well other humans can grasp the importance of time.

“Imagine Write Creatively”, a joint initiative by The Daily Star (TDS) and United International University (UIU), hosted its sixth workshop at the premises of the senior section of Marie Curie School in Dhanmondi, Dhaka on August 27.

The sixth workshop of “Imagine Write Creatively”, a joint initiative by The Daily Star (TDS) and United International University (UIU), was held on August 20 at the premises of Academia in Lalmatia, Dhaka.

“I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, Kissed me quite insane."

The seemingly burdensome and at times, disturbing responsibilities of having a younger sibling include tutoring them, which can sometimes lead to intense family dramas like the ones you see on Zee Bangla.

I used to be one of those happy (read: sad) people who consider food as the one and only love of their lives.

I stared at the piece of lettuce that was stuck between Roger's front teeth.

Whether it's by mere chance that you run into each other on the streets or a well-planned hangout that brings you together after years, reuniting with an old friend can be heart-warming as much as it can turn into a total disaster.

Winter mornings made me crave for coffee and poetry. Mother said I was too young for coffee, and I couldn't waste another single second behind something as trivial as poetry when I was already half an hour late for school.

I named my cat Murial, mainly because it rhymed with burial and the first time I saw her, she was scraping away at some dead leaves underneath the skeletons of an old oak, and they were lowering my grandaunt's coffin into the grave.

“Stop rocking my armchair, Minu!”

If some of us were permanently judged by the mistakes that we had made as children, we would be considered abominable human beings.

It has been long since you graced our project with your participation. I'm afraid it yearns for you very badly and its condition is deteriorating with every passing day.

Summer vacations happen to be one of the things that make summer stand out. Now let's say you've been planning to go out of town