তোমরা খুব প্রেম করতে পারো…

তোমরা খুব প্রেম করতে পারো, খুব- মাঠ-ঘাট তো দেখনি, বাল পাকার আগেই খাটে গিয়ে প্রেম করো, তোমরা খুব প্রেম করতে পারো: ফেসবুকে কেউ একজন তার গোলাপী-শুকর মার্কা ছবি লটকিয়েছে, কেউ একজন ইন্সটলমেন্ট এর টাকা মেরে একটা লেটেস্ট হুন্ডা কিনে- সানগ্লাসে চোখের ময়লা ঢেকে টম ফুটুস সেজেছে, কেউ একজন একটাই মাত্র ভুড়ির জন্য গতকাল জিমে ও... Continue Reading →

The Stick (A Short Story)

It feels great getting back to the root. At least, that’s what I think because who knows one might not get even one chance for it in a lifetime. Life is mostly a forward journey. But, we look back to our past. We want to get back to the place where everything started. But only... Continue Reading →

On Different Roads (A Short Story)

A little girl aged eleven is walking with her family. She is thin and looks two or three years younger. She is tired of walking a long distance and carrying her bag. But she has to do it. She feels sorry that her father carried her couple of times already on his shoulders. A girl... Continue Reading →

The Death of a Language (A Short Story)

So this is it. My long wait is going to end within a few moments. I’m going to meet him after two months and fifteen days. My mother hasn’t stopped me from going outside today. It’s my Birthday after all. But, of course, she doesn’t know I’ll be here, in this restaurant, meeting with someone... Continue Reading →

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