I spent the whole day running on the roads near Ramna park. Riding a bicycle alone through the narrow alleys of Mohammadpur without the fear of anyone jumping out at me from the corners.

Schwartz’s narrator speaks in the choral “we”, and like a daisy chain, they connect all these women’s shared yet individual experiences of feeling closed in, being violated, feeling misunderstood by society, until they all shed their names and managed to “escap[e] the century”.

The Plainsburn Residence had sat at the edge of a huge forest for generations, acting as its steward and protector.

These women display extensive strength, determination and valour, acting as the pillars of their families and masters of their own fate.

"The first book I had published comprised a short story. My second book of short stories came out 14 years after that", the writer said.

A daughter reflects on time and Bengali culture as she revels in the excitement of cooking her parents a meal.

What makes Taylor Jenkins Reid this phenomenal, raging success that has the publication world frothing in the mouth and Hollywood throwing the big bucks at her?

As a pioneer, the publishing house has ensured that the quality of their books is unparalleled; I was amazed by the colourful animations at this year’s Boi Mela.

Police officer Mirza Sharaf is hardly convinced of the evidence found and the discovery of the victim's journal leads to a series of unnerving revelations

The story begins with an unnamed battle where all men of the tiny principality of Kampili die. Their wives commit mass suicide by lighting a massive bonfire on the coast of the river Pampa and immolating themselves in the pyre.

Be it the use of vibrant shades, taking inspiration from rickshaw art, or relying on the simplicity of monotone, the stalls this year feature a variety of artistic styles and innovative concepts.

The landmark event not only united the nation to speak up against oppression but paved a new direction for what ultimately led to our independence.

As Bengalis, we have grown up reading Satyajit Ray. Who does not remember the clever, witty, and adventurous detective, Feluda? Or the highly revered Professor Shonku, an eccentric scientist, inventor, explorer, and polyglot? Today, we celebrate one of these characters, Professor Trilokeshwar Shonku, paying a humble tribute to the Bengali maestro that is Satyajit Ray. For many of us, Ray was the entrance to Bengali literature, and the Shonku series — an influential work of science fiction in the Bengali language.

Children of the Indian subcontinent grew up listening to the fascinating stories of the Mahabharata and the Ramayana. Both of these epics are set at a time when the lives of gods and men still intersected and weaved narratives full of great complexity.

50 years pass but Tanes still carries Zohra's photograph and letter in his chest pocket. 

She wakes up suddenly from her unnatural beeline posture, slowly and ever so gently, like a chained demon would after just hours of calculated slumber. I never look.

Filled with rage, his fast-paced strides switched to a quick sprint.

Possibilities that are small enough to be held in the clammy palms of a toddler.

How Mingherians responded to the infectious plague in 1901 isn’t altogether different from our response to the Covid-19. They too hid their patients in fear of stigma and isolation.

A journey that shreds castes and creeds to heal the self-esteem of a woman.