POETRY / Take me to a hibiscus field won’t you
13 December 2024, 18:00 PM
POETRY / Our Bangla
13 December 2024, 18:00 PM
THE SHELF / Pages for freedom: Book recommendations for Victory Day
13 December 2024, 18:00 PM
Alice Munro, Canadian Nobel Prize-winning author, dies at 92
14 May 2024, 17:26 PM
POETRY / Be a tree
15 March 2024, 18:00 PM
FICTION / The loss of essentiality
15 March 2024, 18:00 PM
POETRY / THE OTHER WAY ROUND
8 December 2023, 18:00 PM
POETRY / Soldier amidst the blood moon: An elegy
8 December 2023, 18:00 PM
ESSAY / Ludic space for Tagore’s fictive children
8 December 2023, 18:00 PM
POETRY / They raise their fists. Inside, I fall asleep to the sound of rain
1 December 2023, 18:00 PM
Reflections
In 1980 while I was pursuing PhD in the U.S.A. I stumbled into the world of philosophy. Beyond my engineering studies, I devoted myself to my new-found passion. Since that time, I have been maintaining a diary. The following episodes are based on selected journal entries.
8 May 2020, 18:00 PM
Friends Forever in a Happening Place!
There were six of us, bosom buddies who had studied together in the same school and college, friends for years—“good” boys. And there were the same number of them, if not more, from the same Dhaka school and college—“nice” girls.
8 May 2020, 18:00 PM
A Man with A Cane
The man walks
Bending on his cane, picking
24 April 2020, 18:00 PM
A death robbed of its solemnity
Ha, there you go, this is how you suffer:
24 April 2020, 18:00 PM
The love birds of Pabna
If only I had stopped her from drinking!
24 April 2020, 18:00 PM
Viral Miseries
I always knew that life is unpredictable. But between February and April this year, I started to discover what it truly means to live an unpredictable life.
24 April 2020, 18:00 PM
Three Spring Songs in Translations
Aha Aji E Boshonte
17 April 2020, 18:00 PM
Reminiscence
Afreen is in the third grade. She is shy, quiet and keeps to herself. Being the shortest one in class, she has to stand in the front of the line everyday at the morning assembly. She often gets bullied by classmates for her below-average height. The fact that she’s extremely skinny too doesn’t help.
17 April 2020, 18:00 PM
Love, Love Again…
Perhaps, the time has come to Love,
Love again
10 April 2020, 18:00 PM
Shanti, the playboy of satkhira
Based on a true story
(‘...poets, as everybody knows,
10 April 2020, 18:00 PM
Baishakh at the Wake of Covid 19
It all started with someone responding to a Facebook post on Coronavirus—wishing that all the problems would be over before the
10 April 2020, 18:00 PM
Nationalism, Patriotism, Cosmopolitanism: Tagore’s Ambiguities and Paradoxes (Part II)
Like nationalism, Tagore’s perspectives on patriotism are also characterised by certain paradoxes and ambiguities; he was a fervid patriot, yet he openly denounced and deplored the sentiment of patriotism.
3 April 2020, 18:00 PM
The Hunt
The crunch of snow beneath our pads was cracking like the breaking of bones between our teeth. The tundra, echoing for miles, a vast white desert, and our breath is the only warmth in the barren winterscape.
3 April 2020, 18:00 PM
Oborodh Awake!
The keepers of law
27 March 2020, 18:00 PM
One Ardent Map of Bangladesh*
Even one individual turns into
27 March 2020, 18:00 PM
A Pale Blue Star
Listening to summer breeze, smelling the raw pages of an old book my mind went wandering into the sea of nonexistent dreams. I drifted there like a lost sailor. And I hunted for a thousand-year old pale blue star.
27 March 2020, 18:00 PM
Nationalism, Patriotism, Cosmopolitanism: Tagore’s Ambiguities and Paradoxes (Part I)
The American writer Ralph Waldo Emerson once said, “A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesmen and philosophers and divines.” Certainly, Tagore was above this puerile mindset.
27 March 2020, 18:00 PM
The Reincarnation Song
So, I was about to slip under my bedcovers to give my back some rest and close my eyes and savour the moment till I fell asleep.
27 March 2020, 18:00 PM
Hedonist
A thorn in the bushes they beat around
20 March 2020, 18:00 PM
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.
20 March 2020, 18:00 PM