When recent reports revealed that some 3,450 Rohingya refugees will be repatriated to Myanmar, panic struck the camps again. Unlike the repatriation programme of November 2018, this time the families earmarked for repatriation have not been informed yet (as of

If you wanna fly, you got to give up the shit that weighs you down.

The residents of Dhaka city are suffering the most from the dengue menace despite DNCC and DSCC having a large budget for controlling the reproduction of mosquitoes.

The price of rawhide has fallen sharply, a growing concern for small traders for whom Eid-ul-Azha is a major point of the year. Rawhides were traded at very low prices in Dhaka’s Hazaribagh, one of the country’s major tannery hubs, though prices were to remain unchanged

Just as the city corporations were about to lay down the shovels and pat themselves on the back for a job well done cleaning up all the qurbani waste, more appeared on the streets. Traders threw away reeking piles of hides, dumping them in public garbage spots (also known as sidewalks).

28-year-old Helena Akter, from Pirgachha, Rangpur, is currently battling for her life due to pulmonary tuberculosis, psychological trauma, and other health complications. According to her relatives, doctors of Rangpur Medical College Hospital even recommended

On the advent of the World Indigenous Day, Star Weekend has translated a song by the late Kumar Samit Roy. Most of his songs were composed based on present-day Rangamati.

The child came just as dawn was about to crack. The earth had almost completed one rotation and was getting ready to light up again and along she came as the darkest hour of the night came to an end.

You must have chaos within you to give birth to a dancing star.

The Goldfinch—the written version, Donna Tartt’s third literary triumph—opens upon a Christmas day in a hotel in Amsterdam. The “I” that speaks offers a brief recap of his murky dreams and departure from New York; what but he really (quickly) wants to get to is setting up the scene for us.

The machines of war grind through the hills and through the minds of their inhabitants. The tracks of tanks and boots of troops mark the soil that holds the roots of ancient, indigenous communities.

The Modhupur sal forest exists on the map of northern Bangladesh as a small blob of green in what is otherwise a sea of grey. Being designated the colour green on a map is special—it means that patch of land is an unruly,

It was January 3, 2004. I was only 18. I joined a rally to protest the construction of the so-called eco-park within the Modhupur National Park—built on what we considered our ancestral land.

A long-awaited and yet-to-be released ‘Ethno-Linguistic Survey of Bangladesh’ identifies 14 indigenous languages on the verge of extinction. Completed in 2015, this is the first large-scale linguistic survey undertaken in the country since the colonial-era ‘Linguistic Survey of India’ by George Abraham Grierson in 1928.

The death toll from dengue has broken all previous records. The Dhaka North City Corporation (DNCC) and Dhaka South City Corporation (DSCC) had a budget of nearly 47 crores of taka for the control and surveillance of mosquitoes in the last fiscal year.

Manira Akhter Mitu was a second-year student at the department of economics at Begum Badrunnesa Women’s College, one of the seven graduate and post-graduate level colleges affiliated with Dhaka University (DU).

When browsing through the catalogue of shows on Netflix one night, I came across an entry with a thumbnail that took me back to the book covers of classic thriller novels such as Alastair McLean’s Guns of Navarone.

Is anyone safe at the hands of a mad mob?

It is true that there are very few options for entertainment in Bangladesh, making the national zoo a popular spot for tourists and families on weekends. But the animals kept caged there for this purpose do not have the basic facilities they need to thrive.

Flamenco and Jazz with Parijat Moumon & Kaartik