Ami jalbo na mor batayone pradip ani… Original: Rabindranath Thakur Translation: Subhransu Maitra I am not going to bring a lamp and light it in my window. I am going to sit down and hear […]
A damned soul, bereft of the Lord’s grace, A mere tiller, just offered grass, grains To please the carnivorous Might! One is graced, while other, incensed! It is only the mighty miracle, Who can explain- […]
(For Dr. Shilpa Bhartia) A notice outside the X-ray room reads: Radiation area, only authorised personnel allowed, do not enter the X-ray room, do not stay inside. If required to help patient, insist on protective […]
I. A heartbreaking shadow has fallen upon us – Sankhada has withdrawn behind it. Shadow at radiant summer morning Darkens the flaming Krishnachuras studded around leafy summer boughs. Shadow darkens the city. He also numbered […]
February 21, 1952—seventy years later— The butchery in Dhaka on that day unleashed the Bangla stream. The stream, soon a deluge, sank the ship of Pakistan, and heaved high the ark of Bangladesh. By a […]
The inaugural first rain has struck. It has struck a unique chord which cleaves open the encysting silence produced by familiar noises night and day and emerges only in this city, only at this time […]
On the eve of the seasonal resumption of the reverse baptismal rain tutelage of the fecund sky after sizzling summer supremacy…. On the eve of the rich recovery of the numinous primeval rippling rain language […]
Its ragged leafless candelabra boughs flaunt insurgent smouldering red flowers— insurgent because only this blithe exuberant exultant stubborn red beating off heat dust and grime, can hoist a funeral gleam and repudiate, very briefly though, […]
When you are aging and beginning to fall apart, the onset of decrepitude drives your raptor mind wild with rage. Fury at decay strikes a shrieking jagged note in your gloomy songs. But often the […]
Publisher : Sabiha Huq, Professor of English, Khulna University, Bangladesh
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