Rubana Huq

During my insensitive, immature childhood years I used to be hugely amused when a few of my South Asian friends from the South of India would shake their heads from left to right, saying Yes.

In 2006, when Mexico's President, Felipe Calderón, declared war on drugs and sent 6,500 troops to the state of Michoacán, all hell broke loose.

It happens everywhere in the world. Our sons and daughters feel entitled to what we have earned in our lifetime.

Sitting in a factory in Guangzhou trying to order fire doors for the factories is no fun.

I was originally planning to write on our Finance Minister's comments on the readymade garments industry being strong enough to return favours to the government.

Business is a risky business indeed. One doesn't rest in ease in the corporate world. Tensions come flying in; every second phone conversation adds to the stress level...

THEY had pink in common. The girl in my office and the girl in the newspaper picture both were wearing pink.

Most of us live close to each other yet remain dangerously disconnected from our neighbours.

TODAY is the 15th day of a campaign that I am actively part of. With the Dhaka North City Corporation Election approaching in about a

THE people of Bangladesh do not take any insults hurled at them lightly.

APRIL 24, 2013 changed our lives forever. We woke up to altered realities of manufacturing where new safety standards became our sole tool of survival. Platforms like Accord and Alliance stepped in.

THE International Woman's Day comes every year with new campaigns, new tag lines, new slogans and newer pledges. Every year, there seems to be more men endorsing women's rights.

WE are objective and neutral in our assessment when it comes to sourcing”, announced a brand's moderator in a conference held for the benefit of twenty global manufacturers in Hong Kong forty-eight hours ago. Sitting right by the Harbour with a splendid view of the waves crashing against the rocks, the meeting soothed most of us while we listened to the stories from the other readymade garment suppliers from the other parts of the world, namely Pakistan, India, China and Myanmar.

MAHMUDUR Rahman Manna. It is not about he who invested over four decades in politics, and jumped off the cliff because of two conversations that turned him into a villain.

ON the 2nd of February 2015, India's Border Security Forces killed Nazrul, a farmer who was sowing paddy in his own area along the Ochintopur border of Birampur upazila. Ironically, "Ochintonpur" means an area of the incredible and "Birampur" means the land of the tireless. Nazrul, a resident of that area took an Indian bullet for no fault of his own. The same incident was reported a week back when Amin and Khoijul were shot in Kashipur village in North 24 Parganas, while returning to Bangladesh with their cattle. As a nation, we grieve every time Phelani, Nazrul, Amin or Khoijul are killed by the 'others', but what do we do when we kill our own with 300 taka worth of petrol bomb and earn, perhaps, not even 2000 Taka in exchange?