These words are not just some veils adorning the valour and victory of our freedom fighters; they're not just tributes but testaments to the rare occasion of the oppressed overpowering the oppressor.

In his discussion on Munier Chowdhury and his writings, Professor Mashrur Shahid Hossain hailed Munier Chowdhury as the “pioneer writer” of comparative literature in Bangladesh.

More than anything, Suzuki shows that the key to being an alien is not to be outlandish but to be sickeningly more human.

What struck me the most about these stories is the firm, unflinching, and confident authorial voice sneaking up on and dictating the reader’s thoughts, orienting them to feel sympathy for the characters no matter how unlikeable they are.

A rather random yet enjoyable song highlights how everything is political, from the lunch we eat to the way we dress for school.

These stories, whether in books or movies, not only provide pearls of wisdom for young minds, but even subvert the preconceived notion that wisdom is cultivated with age

As a juvenile bibliophile, I used to see the copies as a delicate object greeting with utter care and affection.

Rokeya Sakhawat Hossain (1880–1932) was exceptional in many different ways. Born on December 9, 1880, in a sleepy village in Rangpur, undivided Bengal, she died on the same day, 52 years later,

“They should not do anything, excuse me; they are fit for nothing.”

Every recommendation on this list is specifically aimed at allaying the common psychological ailments of childhood.

What do we make of the mysterious thread that connects these stories not by genre, but by an imagination so wondrous they leave room for an underlying horror, and the many things that can mean?

Overnight, the saffron summer afternoons and evenings of dreamy stargazing tumble into a tale of grief, guilt, and pain.

This book is an incredibly informative and well-researched introductory book for understanding the construction of Islamophobia in the West and its impacts on Muslims across the globe.

Review of 'The Running Grave' (Sphere, 2023) by Robert Galbraith

On a chilly winter morning of November 2010, I came across a story that would stamp my childhood permanently. It was the winter vacation and the school finals were just over. While playing board games at one of my friend’s, I found quite a picturesque book filled with illustrations and art. It was titled, The Adventures of Tom Sawyer (1876).

Addison Square is one of those hidden enclaves where well-heeled Londoners tuck themselves away to create bubbles of “civilised life” from which they can exclude the riffraff surrounding them in the mega-city they call home.

On Saturday, February 15, 2003, I was part of a 15-coach convoy from Portsmouth to London, UK.

Whether it was in the past or in the present, Jo March instilled herself in every woman. 

When millions of lives are at stake and indiscriminate violations of human rights are perpetuated, there is no longer space to entertain the debate on whether the art should be separated from the artist

When a dear friend recommended The God of Small Things by Arundhati Roy, it took me one page to grow up.