The writer is an academic, Nazrul exponent and writer.
Debates surrounding the original tunes of the rebel poet’s verses have existed for a long time.
The makers of "Pippa" could have chosen singers with prior experience of rendering Nazrul Islam’s songs.
Ten years' back my two daughters and I took a vacation to Venice, Italy. I was the only earning member, both girls were students.
Samia Mahbub Ahmad, a beautiful lady sang with us on the same stage in the Nazrul Mela held in Washington DC in September 2018. I had listened to her twice before, once in the Omni auditorium and another time in the Indira Gandhi Cultural Centre (IGCC), on both counts in Dhaka.
For some, dreams come true whilst for some, they don't. Take for example, my own self. As a child, I watched a procession of cinema actresses entering our house and leaving them.
Farzeen Huq is my friend from Holy Cross school days, 1970 to be exact. We were catching up in London where she lives, I admired her beautiful garden and every corner of her home had an exquisite piece of furniture which caught my fancy.
It was around the year 2003, Indian crooner Anuradha Padwal was going to have a live performance in the prestigious Dhaka Club and I was to host the show.
He sat there in the rickshaw, his mother holding him firmly on her lap, as the rickshaw travelled the inner roads with potholes in Banani.
In most common definitions of `patriotism,' we learn about people who went to war, who fought against their aggressors and who laid down their lives for the sake of the country.
The young Amanul Haque loved music; he aspired to be a singer! A Serajganj native, he was training under Guru Dinesh Chandra Malakar.
When we were small children, we both performed on BTV shows.
There was one small TV in my grandmother's room. My father Justice Mustafa Kamal occasionally sat down to watch the musical shows on BTV.
It was even before Robin Ghosh had married film actress Shabnam. Shabnam's original name is Jharna Boshak, and I called her Jharna Auntie.
As the month of February sets in, we become emotional about our language movement. The month is thus titled 'The month of mother tongue'.
I borrow the word 'fervour' from Nazrul Islam himself, as he wrote in the song 'Srijono chonde anonde nacho Nataraj' which, when translated...
There came a big cardboard box and we gathered around the box as the electrician took out a black- coloured box and fitted it in our...
My personal favourite is Shubha Mudgal. In her bright pink sari, when she appeared on stage at around 3.30 am, the entire area lit up with her glow.
The CNG dropped us in Sat Bangla junction in Mumbai, India. Marina looked at me and gasped, “Nashid apa! Oh my God!”