It is enough— Enough to be here, Beneath the bulb of a wonton shop.
I know of my feeble frame of its graying at the edges.
migratory animal Are you looking for a home?
It was the shade of the ashwath that vanquished all one’s weariness from the fiery heat of Choitro. Or else it was not possible for fatigue to be eliminated so quickly.
The night after the story got published, Jamal stormed to my home at around 11 PM, drenched in the rain. That was the first and only time Jamal raised his voice against me
"That’s why I have jars of jealousy, anger, sadness, monotony, but this – it’s important."
I will not even begin with the skies
One sits silently. Her eyes blink sometimes. Sometimes her lips tremble a little, or they don’t tremble at all.
Behind the bangles that jingle ominously in the dark, there is a voice—a voice that has long been silenced
Possibilities that are small enough to be held in the clammy palms of a toddler.
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.
A journey that shreds castes and creeds to heal the self-esteem of a woman.
It was a time in the night where one can’t really tell if it’s night or eve. The sun is still sleeping in and it’s unlikely that it has any other plans anytime soon. Nothing but silence cloaks the wood and it is the time for the chatter of the owls and bats.
Depiction of such problematic forms of ‘romance’ and relationships surely distort the judgement of readers regarding love and romance.
The crow flew past Kaiser and sat on a fence to get a closer look at Kaiser’s crying face.
Char Goyenda Mohabipode, the 52nd book by author and journalist, Shah Alam Shazu, is being published in this year’s Ekushey Boi Mela by Anannya. The book consists of five stories whose themes mainly centre around detectives, horror, mystery and adventure.
The prestigious Kali O Kalam Torun Kabi O Lekhak Puroshkar 2022 was conferred on January 28 at an award ceremony at Bengal Shilpalay in Dhanmondi, Dhaka.
These characters, human and machine alike, are invited to provide witness statements about their working environment to a commission, which form the entirety of the novel—a design that helps Ravn bring about an atmosphere of tension.
“This is why I tell you never to go out alone.”
