The Birangona, un-buried
What matters when there's a Motherland to defend?
14 March 2025, 18:00 PM
We want NRBs to come back. But then what?
Reverse brain drain, a highly idealised concept, has been making waves on social media recently.
19 February 2025, 18:00 PM
Out of Body
I know of my feeble frame
of its graying at the edges.
26 December 2024, 10:33 AM
Tales of the revolution from Chattogram
Throughout the days of fear, uncertainty and lack of security during the revolution, the students of Chattogram remained united and steadfast while after the revolution, they took it upon themselves to help out the community. The change, brought forward by the students, can now be felt throughout the city.
15 August 2024, 09:22 AM
Ghostly tenants
My father speaks in a dismantled language that goes up in
smoke.
26 July 2024, 18:00 PM
Motion
There are no lamplights in this end of the neighbourhood. Only tall trees standing upright on either side of the road, their leaves drooping down in lament for a long-forgotten motion.
25 July 2024, 11:31 AM
Afloat, Untethered
From every direction strong torrents meet
Collide, counter, and begrudgingly recede.
29 June 2024, 00:00 AM
House of Cards
Welcome, weary traveler! To my humble abode.
Come, come. I'll show you
30 May 2024, 06:00 AM
Fathers and Daughters and Unmailed Letters
Perhaps father was never taught to love.
31 August 2023, 13:00 PM
Mason Jar
I stare bleary eyed as my lock screen tells me I have a new message.
11 May 2023, 00:00 AM
Five places to go for Iftar in Chattogram
The culture of going out for iftar is ever increasing in Chattogram.
3 April 2023, 13:59 PM
Explorations on Time
I used to wear my minutes as accessories and now the minutes wear me.
30 March 2023, 00:00 AM
“Quite mundane and linear”: A reader reacts to our ChatGPT story
The gravity of writing has always come from the writer. A piece of literature cannot be judged without the whys and hows, and these questions are impossible to answer without sentience.
30 January 2023, 12:50 PM
A Marked Grave
“Where the hell is Manzur?” Taher crouched near a slight bend, peeking over some dying shrubbery. “I said high noon.”
28 July 2022, 00:00 AM
Odds and Ends from a Poem on Odds and Ends
A pity, it began as a reflective study.
A bird’s eye view of Kafka’s conundrum
Is a fallen leaf lost, or free?
I slid a window wide open
Found a dead moth crumpled on the sill.
17 June 2022, 18:00 PM
If There Were More Hours in the Day
Cool winter winds
Carry stories untold
11 May 2022, 20:46 PM
Lies Woven in Olive Wreaths
Men wearing wreaths uphold their sacred emblem -
They extend an olive branch.
Hold round-table talks on their next daring conquest.
Fill banks with our blood. Build forts of crisp notes.
Offer helpless smiles to victims of wars that they sell.
They empty the bowels of our earth for oil,
tie a string from end to end
29 April 2022, 18:00 PM
Dear Anonymous
I hope it finds you in good health.
27 April 2022, 18:00 PM
On the Night of a Full Moon
The moon smiles down at us,
A soft gleam on her bleached brow.
16 February 2022, 18:00 PM
WINGS
Blind to the beauty of this world
7 February 2018, 18:00 PM