Blowin’ in the Wind | The Daily Star
  • The Tortoise, the Hare and the UGC

    A breath of fresh air: the University Grants Commission (UGC) has decided to allow public universities to hold online examinations.

  • The Covid-induced stress factors impacting our students

    There have been changes in the way we live and the way we die. We have learned to live carefully during this time of the pandemic, yet we have been dying carelessly.

  • Education in a post-Covid-19 world

    The onslaught of Covid-19 shows no signs of relenting. While the infection-death curve has been arrested by some countries, our one is still climbing, as if it wants to put a flag of our collective irresponsibility at a greater summit.

  • The Colours of Life

    The cargo vessel involved in a hit and run incident in Narayanganj on Sunday, leading to the capsize of a passenger launch that killed at least 34 people, was seized at a dock in Gazaria, Munshiganj.

  • Binge-watching borderless borders

    "Why do they even try? They don’t sound like us!” My mother was referring to the “bong” accents emulated by some of the Indian actors who occupy our living rooms every evening. That does not stop these characters from becoming regular guests of our evening party.

  • The saga of a three-finger salute

    News of the pandemic waves of Covid-19 and political waves of the three-fingered protest is making the rounds.

  • When the Deaf is Heard

    The footage is harrowing. A speech-impaired girl is pushed off a running bus for not being able to pay her fare. She was wearing a note saying that she did not have any money on her.

  • Off-shore campuses

    During a trade dialogue held at the Ministry of Commerce on February 17, the UK envoy to Bangladesh announced that at least nine British universities are keen on coming to Bangladesh and opening their campuses.

  • The Mosquito and the Ear

    There used to be a TV advert in which a husband was rebuked by his judgmental wife for not being able to kill even a mosquito that was sitting on her cheek.

  • Dhaka’s paradoxical delights

    Dhaka is growing right before our eyes. Every day it is birthing new projects.

  • Toxic spirit and sensationalism

    Five students of a private university went to a restaurant at Uttara to get a drink.

  • Learning unlearning and relearning

    Growing up in the 80s, one of the silliest things we used to do was to play loud music in our cassette decks.

  • E-learning: A boon or a bane?

    In our Viber group, a departmental colleague shared an excerpt from a student’s exam script. The student wrote down the title of Jhumpa Lahiri’s book “The Interpreter of Maladies” as “The Translator of Disease”.

  • Consuming facts without flavours

    A national newspaper ran a story on January 10 featuring the research expenditure of public and private universities of Bangladesh.

  • ‘A tumultuous and triumphal homecoming’

    On January 17, 1972, Sheikh Mujibur Rahman was featured on the cover of Time magazine.

  • Reimagining the future of education

    Getting the news of vaccine was a figurative shot in the arm for the human race plagued by an ever-evolving crown-shaped virus.

  • World Rankings and Indexes: Like Ducks to Water

    Ever since a London based agency Quacquarelli Symonds (QS) partnered with Times Higher Education to measure “academic excellence” against a host of quality indicators at the beginning of the millennium, universities all over the world have been attracted to the idea like ducks to water.

  • On shared and contested histories

    National Professor Rafiqul Islam, speaking at a virtual event organised by ULAB in remembrance of the martyred intellectuals, mentioned that the job of writing the history of the Liberation War should have been given to the universities from the start and not to the politicians.

  • The inescapable greed grid of the health sector

    I walked out of the doctor’s chamber with my mother when someone took the prescription from me.

  • In Like a Lion, Out Like a Kitty

    A lot of whimpers and whines are coming out of the White House as the sun sets on the Trump presidency. The man in question is convinced that he has been cheated out of power.

  • On being ‘silly’

    On a day like this, 33 years ago, I became a man. To be precise, on November 28, 1987 at 12:10 pm in the emergency ward of Dhaka Medical College Hospital (DMCH), I became a man.

  • The Shame of Being a Man

    I woke up with a colleague’s hesitant post on Facebook wishing his friends well on the International Men’s Day. The comment thread is filled with issues ranging from locker room banter to the high theory on the dominant form of masculinity.

  • Never waste a good crisis

    One more circular. One more extension. The opening of the educational institutions is further delayed; this time up to December 19.

  • An Unnatural Death

    Have you ever put your ear to the rail to listen to the rumbling sound of an approaching train? I have. Many of us have.

  • HSC results without exams: The pros and cons

    You have near perfect vision, or 20/20 vision, if you can see the letters of an eye-chart from a 20 feet distance. 20/20 is an exciting cricket game if you can add two ounces of cricket with one ounce of baseball and garnish it with pom-poms.

  • A game of kabadi against corruption

    As the old joke has it, there is no lid in the mouth of hell where the Bengalis are kept.

  • No onion, no cry

    In his Ode to the Onion, the Chilean Nobel laureate poet Pablo Neruda praises onions as “the miracle” that happens under the earth.

  • A Corpse of Love Doesn’t Sink in Water

    The title alludes to a very famous folk song by Abdul Alim, Premer Mora Jole Dobe Na. The song pits true love against so-called flings, suggesting that mere water cannot drown the “body” who is in love.

  • Rage, rage against the ragging in the campus

    English professors are known for being sticklers for rules. Even if I try to disassociate myself from the grammar Nazis, there are times when I have to wonder about the usage of certain words.

  • Losing a Loved One: When Doves Cry

    “And my last ask is: if you’re someone’s sister, the next time you see your brother, please hug him… as tightly as you can, for as long as you want, because that’s all I want to do every time I see those photos. But I will never be able to hug Fahim again.”