Bangladesh’s economy is in constant change and has the potential to grow to be worth $1 trillion in the decades to come.
You've ignited a tempest, / a crimson anger, / A defiance burning brighter than the summer's sun
Where voices unite, a chorus strong, / Demanding justice, righting wrong
Eid-ul-Azha was one of the most-awaited, yet fearsome, events of my childhood.
Eurydice, his beloved, lost to the shades, In the underworld's depths, where darkness pervades.
Bangladesh’s economy is in constant change and has the potential to grow to be worth $1 trillion in the decades to come.
You've ignited a tempest, / a crimson anger, / A defiance burning brighter than the summer's sun
Where voices unite, a chorus strong, / Demanding justice, righting wrong
Raindrops whisper on the tin roof’s drum,
Eid-ul-Azha was one of the most-awaited, yet fearsome, events of my childhood.
I've lived as her;/ I've known my mother’s plight.
Eurydice, his beloved, lost to the shades, In the underworld's depths, where darkness pervades.
I remember the wallowing hole inside of my chest, / hollow and bleeding
As the guests arrived, the room brightened up and a conversation began that would eventually go on to deeply invest in exploring the nature of power and of defiantly opposing the status quo.
Women have been fighting for their rights for centuries now, and the world is yet to facilitate that kind of equality. But it has not stopped them from trying to bring down the shackles of patriarchy.
