It may be a cryptic remark, an unfinished story, Or a deathly poison disguised as a melody.

Today is hotter than the other days. The heat feels more exasperating on my black feather as black absorbs more heat. Pigeons are still flying restlessly up above where I am fully exhausted by the heat and pandemonium of this city.

Are you tired of your dates becoming identical in flavour because they all revolve around food? Are you worried that your growing second chin is here to stay? Well then this article is for you, my slightly chubby friend; for you and your S/O.

My skeleton wrapped in this tawny skin, To Medusa, I feel akin.

The Void

From the get go, this season shows us the extent of the fractured timelines for this season. They turn it from a plot twist to the central mystery. We are shown separate timelines, from the perspective of several key characters. We are then left to wonder what's happening when and how it'll all unfold and fit together.

It's baffling how the very same production studio can screw up the cinematic universe of a comic book franchise while doing a top notch job setting up its animated universe.

The modern world has offered us a world of limitless entertainment, and one of the sweetest ways to pass time is to watch baking shows.

As I prepare to graduate and arguably enter the 'real' world, I can't help asking myself, “Am I prepared to enter the hyper competitive world with the skills I currently have?”

What if you had the opportunity to listen to stories of space exploration directly from an aerospace engineer and simulated astronaut from NASA? What if you could ask her your most pressing questions about space, ranging from the silliest to the most complex ones? On June 30, 2018, about 150 students from different universities and colleges in Dhaka were given the chance to do just that at the “Space Stories” session held at the Independent University Bangladesh.

It had been weeks since Adil met Taranna and both of them ended up being paired up for the upcoming dance competition. Adil felt like he was only doing it since his name was unfortunate enough to be called during the draw. But as the days passed, that mindset slowly started to change.

How I was writhing in pain! You used to observe me in silence, From the other side of my agony. And, here at this side, always remained amassed huff.

The sky was a sleeping shade of air-brushed grey. Ashen, pastel, grey. But soon it woke up as dark, furious clouds tempered its mood, evading its tranquillity and the sky, slowly turning deeper, duly started its tantrum.

Billions of faces I see, Billions of lives, breathe, The sound of all their souls drifting through.

As the stage in Moscow's Luzhniki Stadium is all set to draw the curtains over another hair-raising World Cup season, we prepare ourselves to bid farewell to the festivity that came along with it. With just a few games left to be played, let's look at the things that we will surely miss as we wait four more years for the curtains to be unravelled once again in Qatar.

Department of Computer Science and Engineering of University of Asia Pacific (UAP) organised a seminar on “Brain Engineering: Future Opportunity and Feasibility” on July 8, 2018 at UAP Central Auditorium.

The life of a centrist comes with its fair share of tribulations. The question of “Why people have to pick a side and then blindly ignore all other logical reasoning?” is a constant. The mind boggles at the general populace's supposed insistence on always sorting things in boxes of black or white, and then ignoring any hard facts that may influence their categorisation.

REBOOT

Over the summer holidays last year I had the good fortune of vacationing in Toronto, Ontario. As a Potterhead, there was no way I was going to let this chance of getting my hands on some exclusive merchandise slip by.

A big part of watching these world cup games, for me, is the part where the players line up to sing their national anthems. I'm just another spectator sitting thousands of miles away and the sheer occasion of another person representing their nation in the world's biggest stage, singing an anthem they've sung their whole lives, gives me the chills. Imagine what it's like for those players.