Many of the theatre persons of Bangladesh left the country in 1971 for Calcutta and had an active exposure to the stage productions of the city.

The dead body of a seemingly unknown young man...

So many years gone by, but oh! wonder, yet to learn...

Shakespeare found the world a stage. Similar comments could be found in literatures, oral or written, of places across the globe.

Once you get into reading-intensive courses in university, it's difficult to read books that don't come assigned with the courses.

If someone asked me what my favourite fiction genre is, I would probably reply with a predictable “fantasy” or “romance”.

Poets, authors and playwrights have all along expressed different dimensions of feelings through their literary works. Tales that we

ON 13 December 2001, the Indian Parliament was attacked by a few heavily armed men. Eleven years later, we still do not know who was

THE idea of Pakistan stands riddled with tensions. Initiated by a small group of select Urdu-speaking Muslims who envisioned a unified

On 2 August 2006, Selig Harrison, a highly-regarded American journalist, wrote an op-ed piece on Bangladesh in The Washington Post

In the coming spring I will love you

Within minutes of Melania Trump finishing her speech at the US Republican Convention, the news was out that she had plagiarised a

I do not wish exile anymore

...the book is not just about being the Saint; in fact it's about the life of a man whose entry into adulthood was marked by an adventure which would only be right for someone who would eventually go on to play the slightly unorthodox Simon Templar.

The trademark of a great writer like Munro is that her words never get old. While I have read many of the short stories of this collection, and immediately recognized many of the titles, and as I kept on reading these many of the characters, names, and plots seemed familiar, I can't say I felt bored or had the urge to skip a line or two as I had done earlier.

An everyday face

Whenever, I had come over to Sydney to spend time with my family, we met most of the times on road or cottage fence and

Sue and Glen, standing on the moving train, stood facing each other as they held a steel pole for support. Crowded with office

We were sceptical, but that didn't stop us from grabbing the first copy of The Cursed Child we could find. While I wasn't hoping to be blown out of my mind, it's disheartening how my only sentiment towards the story is an indifferent “Meh”.

I never went to Kurigram.