I never carried a rose

Our minds don't stop,

Our minds don't stop,

Like the mysterious rise of your enemy's language,

It was 3 AM. He couldn't sleep (he took sleeping pills but they didn't work). He was thinking of Fatin. Thursday night they had partied

Dearest, even if you won't love me

An unknown Darvish arrived in town that dawn. People rose euphoric, as if rising from the churning of the sea; they were everywhere-

Kazi Nazrul Islam was enticed by the challenge of writing a (Song of Separation) in a Bhatiyali tune. River Padma is,

As a child, I was not an ardent fan of the "Rebel Poet". I was made to memorise “Bidrohi” before I started going to school; and, I can

How did Nazrul perceive the world literature of his time? Was he widely read, and did he interact with the literary ideas shaping

I visited Havana, Cuba, in January this year. I was invited there to give a lecture on the significance of Fidel Castro and the reception of

On 25 October 1917 in Russia – 7 November in India – the Bolsheviks led an armed insurrection against Petrograd. News of the

Though times have changed, in the several visits I made to the US over the last twenty years, one headache has remained constant –

Light, heavy, or both? History offers the reader a choice among all three, or a combination of them.

At 80, which he reached on May 19, Hasnat Abdul Hye can look back, and certainly feel a sense of pride, accomplishment, and joy for a productive life, where he has not only been a leading bureaucrat of the country, but also a prolific author of distinction.

Sheikh Mujibur Rahman's entire life bears testimony to his lasting love and passion for Bangladesh and Bengalis.

I want to write a letter to a woman from a time now past.

Digging his grave in a mine,

Women and children in masterly works of fiction tend to be endearing. From Bengal to Russia, the endearment lasts a lifetime;

Her hair