The shoelaces were tangled in a dirty knot. She spent a good amount of time bending over trying to untie them. With her fingers stiff and cold, this wasn’t an easy task. After struggling for a bit, she gave up and tied up the knotted…
Her pigtail always won her terrible nicknames. They touched that mad uncontrolled mane on her head and gave her all sorts of names. Piggy Peggy…
জীবন মরণের সীমানা ছাড়ায়ে, বন্ধু হে আমার রয়েছে দাঁড়ায়ে… For her, it was a stillness we knew would come, eventually. A tale similar, yet vastly…
The window in his room was small, a humble 2 feet by 2 feet, with a wooden frame. His aunt would everyday replace the flowers…
Feature Image Credit: dailypioneer.com “রাস্তা চলেছে যত অজগর সাপ পিঠে তার ট্রামগাড়ী পরে ধুপ ধাপ…” Tagore The year is 1873. Calcutta echoes a strong colonial…
Have you ever walked down your child’s school corridor during break time or passed by a band of teens hanging out and happened to catch…
This was the eighth day of Sukkot; it was Shemini Atzeretin in Kfar Chabad, a small peaceful village, not too far fromTel Aviv, surrounded by green orchards, quiet fields…
One day when the clouds took over and blocked the sun for good And the girl’s eyes rolled down tears the size of cotton wool…
When I see women, young and not-so green, swaying in unison, singing and dancing Falling on each other, merriment on their faces complete, Laughing at…
There’s a strange comfort in the little-ness of everyday The hissing of the kettle, the chatter of birds in the backyard at play The first…