July 15, 2021
July 15, 2021

Of You, I Know Not

A poem by Syeda Erum Noor.

July 10, 2021
July 10, 2021

Why Are You Sad, O River?

Many of us still remember the year 1998 when Chitra Nadir Paare (Quiet Flows the Chitra) was released in Dhaka; with Afsana Mimi’s smiling face on the big posters around Dhaka University campus,...

July 3, 2021
July 3, 2021

The University of Dhaka and the Birth of Bangladesh

In Dhaka University: the Convocation Speeches, a volume compiled with an introduction by Serajul Islam Choudhury in 1988, we read that DU was established by the British as a "splendid imperial...

June 26, 2021
June 26, 2021

A prayer

What is the sadness that with

June 26, 2021
June 26, 2021

Malediction

“About a hundred years ago, our ancestors used to live in the Porir Desh.”

June 26, 2021
June 26, 2021

Anointing with Love

Listen to the swish of the waves. Feel the breeze whisper caresses. See the mangroves stretch

June 19, 2021
June 19, 2021

My Two Worlds

Now that I am old and have time,

June 19, 2021
June 19, 2021

How Change Happens: A Review

It can often feel hopeless to be an activist seeking social change on an issue where most people seem opposed or at best indifferent to it. However, according to a new book by Professor Cass...

June 19, 2021
June 19, 2021

Late Night Calls

Late nights calls are risky, reckless.

June 12, 2021
June 12, 2021

Diasporic Homes

Home? Of course, I have a home! In fact I have two—one is a conventional brick-veneered house in a suburb of a Victorian country town in Australia.