Thousands of years, I've been knocking around the world's ways

Written words last forever. Women and children in masterly works of fiction are endearing characters. The endearment lasts a lifetime.

It's been an embarrassingly long time since I sat down to write something.

The English language wouldn’t be the same without Shakespeare. He is credited with inventing over 1700 common words and phrases we still use today

Time changes

When did these dead people awake from their graves?

I stepped inside the house through the drawing room doors. The smell of death assailed my senses. The smell was stale – all pervasive.

Sri Chaitanya Deb (1486-1533) was an interesting and charismatic personality of the 16th century in Bengal, Assam, Orissa and across the eastern India.

They remember him as a loving husband and as an inspiring father. Other articles are written by his relatives, colleagues, students and friends in great admiration. In their portrayal, Prof. Rehman is illustrated as an exceptionally gentle, compassionate, amiable and vastly knowledgeable person.

When Azizur Rahman Khan writes something on the economy of Bangladesh, one needs to take note.

Eminent litterateur Syed Shamsul Haq is flown to UK for treatment as he has been suffering from critical lungs disease.

In the name of justice...

It often happens nowadays That I do not find my head Spine, is now a distant memory! A question crops up constantly, at birth

By the end of July 1907, news reaches Atiya through a student named Parmeshwar Lal that Iqbal's patriotic songs published in Makhzan have become so popular that they are being sung in the whole of northern India: 'houses, streets, alleys resounded with Iqbal's national songs, which created a feeling of nationalism unknown in India before.'

MR Harun-Ar-Rashid is a renowned author, economist, researcher and columnist.

This monumental novel speaks of the phenomena that can persuade people to commit crimes, the inner torment that forces people to burn with a feeling of guilt and the ultimate expiation offenders go through while playing cat and mouse with their conscience.

I am not sure if I can call it the lighter side of history, or, more appropriately, history off the beaten track...

Ten years after Iqbal is born in Sialkot in undivided India, a girl named Atiya is born thousands of miles away in Istanbul. Just as Iqbal's father ran a business in Sialkot, Atiya's father Hasan Ali Fyzee (1827–1903) ran a business in that Turkish metropolis.

Her body lies like Driftwood on the sand

Things were not so rosy at first, But soon they were straightened out.