It was a waning gibbous moon tonight. As the shimmering outline of the beach resort twinkled like fairy lights far away on the beach, the sounds of the gently splashing waves almost lulled the lone fisherman on his dhow to sleep. His late catch was…
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…
A haunting short story of grief, hope and the thin line between dreams and reality, for a loved one in the ICU. Literary fiction about…
Inclement weather was to be expected this afternoon. Mira had heard the weatherman repeatedly say this from yesterday evening. The small portico of their bungalow…
As I peeked through a tear in the backstage heavy curtains, the ocean of darkness ahead engulfed me in a hug of quiet expectation. The…
The storm last night was its worst this season. Kalboishakhi has been shifting ahead a few years now around their small village of Paramanandapur in Faridpur, Bangladesh. Early April…
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…
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…
Taran’s room was small, but with a generous window overlooking the valley and the hills afar. His aunt would everyday replace the flowers on his…
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…