Melancholy Medicine

60 mg of Prozac
29 March 2019, 18:00 PM

Sodium: (Na)mesake

Have you seen my City?
29 March 2019, 18:00 PM

Cricket and Visions

On March 18th, a poet named John was hit in the eye and knocked out by a ball while playing an informal game of cricket. Perhaps
29 March 2019, 18:00 PM

Not Like This

The wise their moments spare will spend
22 March 2019, 18:00 PM

Independence, how this word became ours

With the excitement of waiting for a poem to be composed
22 March 2019, 18:00 PM

Charon’s Obol

“Mukti?” The word was a tremor of butterfly wings.
22 March 2019, 18:00 PM

Lawrence Ferlinghetti Hits a Century

Thanks to Google I have, at a click of the mouse, discovered that in our time around 165 members of the literary professions have
22 March 2019, 18:00 PM

The 1971 we don’t talk about

According to estimations, around 200,000-400,000 women were tortured and raped by the Pakistani Military and their collaborators
22 March 2019, 18:00 PM

The Olden Times of 2019

Cowsar sat there, looking outside his garden at the Red Planet's artificial-earthen beauty. The red earth looked surprisingly pretty in the blinding light of the sun.
20 March 2019, 18:00 PM

From Gitabitan

What made you leave hesitatingly at twilight? What made you falter at the threshold and look back?
15 March 2019, 18:00 PM

From Tungipara

Sitting beside the secluded sepulcher Praying for the salvation of your soul,
15 March 2019, 18:00 PM

Victory I Have Seen

If you ask me exactly when and how the Mujibnagar govt.-in-exile was first assembled, I cannot give you the answer right away, mostly because too many possible answers are floating in the air as I speak.
15 March 2019, 18:00 PM

Dreams & Shadows: Perspectives on Multifarious Issues

“When white people commit acts of terrorism, we term them mentally ill. When governments commit acts of war and terrorism, we call it Foreign Policy. When a Muslim commits an act of terror, we call it terrorism.
15 March 2019, 18:00 PM

A Writer's Enigma

I cannot write. For a month, it lingers. Every morning, I sit in front of my laptop and hope to write something new, something noble. But nothing comes out. Not a word, not a sentence. As if the sea of creativity has dried up.
15 March 2019, 18:00 PM

Chawk Bazar, 2019

The fire of Muspelheim rages In the dark alleys where for ages Ancient arts of beauty have been stockpiled By the masters of money and mind.
15 March 2019, 18:00 PM
15 March 2019, 18:00 PM

Our Debt of Gratitude to Abdul Quadir

Abdul Quadir (1906-84) was a poet-prosodist, essayist, editor, journalist, literary critic, bibliophile and collector of literary works. He
8 March 2019, 18:00 PM

Delight in Disorder: South Asian Festival of Sufism and Buddhism

The last email that I got from the organizers of the South Asian Festival of Sufism and Buddhism (the word Buddhism continued to be
8 March 2019, 18:00 PM

The Artist

Like it or not, the sun has all these rising points,
8 March 2019, 18:00 PM

MORNING WALKS

Morning walks, or rather ambles, tip-toeing towards the rest of the day. One's day gathers pace seemingly hour by hour after one
8 March 2019, 18:00 PM