Noushin Nuri

‘Shohoj Kothai Orthoniti’ A localised flavour of economics

Flipping the pages of a textbook often makes me feel like I’m trapped in the US. We studied economics from an American lens, using American textbooks,

12m ago

Is MBA necessary after BBA?

It's the age old question, with quite a nuanced answer.

1y ago

An odd memory in Dhaka city

The only thing I like about this city is the thought of leaving it. And I was leaving it finally, after one and a half months, my longest stretch of stay in the last three years. Juggling my luggage with one hand and my phone with the other to get Google Maps directions while I balance myself on the rickshaw racing through bumpy Dhaka roads–it is a metaphor that sums up my life in this city.

1y ago

How cooking for myself changed my life

Cooking seemed much easier than I thought until the perils of solo cooking revealed itself.  

1y ago

The joy of designing your own dresses

From the dreamy desire to wear the sky to the energetic expedition of making it a reality – it’s a fun little project.

1y ago

What it takes to get into IBA, DU

"Based on my own experience and that of the people around me, here are some factors that can impact your odds of getting in."

1y ago

The ghosts called lost friends

When we remember these lost friends, memory comes in layers.

1y ago

1901 feels a lot like 2020 in Orhan Pamuk’s latest novel

How Mingherians responded to the infectious plague in 1901 isn’t altogether different from our response to the Covid-19. They too hid their patients in fear of stigma and isolation.

1y ago
November 9, 2023
November 9, 2023

‘Shohoj Kothai Orthoniti’ A localised flavour of economics

Flipping the pages of a textbook often makes me feel like I’m trapped in the US. We studied economics from an American lens, using American textbooks,

August 3, 2023
August 3, 2023

Is MBA necessary after BBA?

It's the age old question, with quite a nuanced answer.

May 6, 2023
May 6, 2023

An odd memory in Dhaka city

The only thing I like about this city is the thought of leaving it. And I was leaving it finally, after one and a half months, my longest stretch of stay in the last three years. Juggling my luggage with one hand and my phone with the other to get Google Maps directions while I balance myself on the rickshaw racing through bumpy Dhaka roads–it is a metaphor that sums up my life in this city.

April 27, 2023
April 27, 2023

How cooking for myself changed my life

Cooking seemed much easier than I thought until the perils of solo cooking revealed itself.  

April 20, 2023
April 20, 2023

The joy of designing your own dresses

From the dreamy desire to wear the sky to the energetic expedition of making it a reality – it’s a fun little project.

March 28, 2023
March 28, 2023

What it takes to get into IBA, DU

"Based on my own experience and that of the people around me, here are some factors that can impact your odds of getting in."

March 9, 2023
March 9, 2023

The ghosts called lost friends

When we remember these lost friends, memory comes in layers.

February 16, 2023
February 16, 2023

1901 feels a lot like 2020 in Orhan Pamuk’s latest novel

How Mingherians responded to the infectious plague in 1901 isn’t altogether different from our response to the Covid-19. They too hid their patients in fear of stigma and isolation.

January 22, 2023
January 22, 2023

I am the older sibling but I don’t feel like it

My younger sister refuses to acknowledge that I am indeed the older one. 

January 10, 2023
January 10, 2023

Journaling in times of turbulence

“Do you sometimes think that the world is unfair?” This is a question I know I will never get a satisfactory answer to. In fact, I would get no answer at all because I always pose this question to something that never answers, only absorbs – my diary.