Fiction / Where the blood doesn’t speak
9 hour(s) ago
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Fiction / Solitude
20 June 2026, 00:00 AM
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Fiction / Radiant deluge
20 June 2026, 00:00 AM
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Fiction / A doll’s coat
13 June 2026, 00:00 AM
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Fiction / The rooftop
25 April 2026, 00:00 AM
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Fiction / Body Selim
18 April 2026, 00:00 AM
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FICTION / Somebody’s son, nobody’s daughter
1 April 2026, 18:37 PM
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FICTION / Faded blue suitcase
28 March 2026, 03:44 AM
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FLASH FICTION / Chand raat at Mohakhali
20 March 2026, 20:20 PM
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FICTION / The ekushey filter
21 February 2026, 19:54 PM
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Where the blood doesn’t speak
When Reza was 10, war lived on the rooftop.
9 hour(s) ago
Radiant deluge
How far can love reach? From one lip to another? From one corner of a room to the other? Between two cities? Can love traverse the vast emptiness that lies between the constellations? If that is the case, then why…
20 June 2026, 00:00 AM
Solitude
When Muniza stands on the moss-covered railing and leaps onto the roof of the adjacent house, the hem of her kamiz puffs up like a parachute.
20 June 2026, 00:00 AM
A doll’s coat
I found it, the same coat, tucked away in a cardboard box, except years have passed and our worlds are different.
13 June 2026, 00:00 AM
The rooftop
The rooftop is where she breathes.
25 April 2026, 00:00 AM
Body Selim
We know Body Selim. If you look around, you’ll find that after this incident, many people came to know him through the newspapers.
18 April 2026, 00:00 AM
Somebody’s son, nobody’s daughter
And womanhood? Well, it is messier. But it is mine. No longer something handed to me by men or mothers or traditions. Just mine.
1 April 2026, 18:37 PM
Faded blue suitcase
We once lived in Jackson Heights, Queens, New York City. Those days still return to me, especially when my grandmother’s death anniversary comes around.
28 March 2026, 03:44 AM
Chand raat at Mohakhali
The scramble was almost instantaneous and without mercy. Men in freshly tailored panjabis—stitched for the next morning's prayers—threw elbows for the simple right to go back home.
20 March 2026, 20:20 PM
The ekushey filter
The Filter erases dialects, swaps backdrops, whitens skin, lifts pitch—an algorithm that functions as both beautician and censor.
21 February 2026, 19:54 PM
Little Grey - Part 2
As evening sets in and the stars begin to appear in the dark sky above the village, a sharp series of pops and bangs pierces through Xiaohui’s peace.
21 February 2026, 01:27 AM
Little Grey
It is a winter day in a small town at the far eastern edge of the Himalaya, in the Chinese province of Yunnan. The province is known for its mild climate.
31 January 2026, 08:31 AM
The rickshaw artist
In Dhaka, the traffic doesn’t run; it limps. At seven in the morning, the buses are full, coughing black air, CNGs wheezing past, rickshaws threading between them like colourful tops.
24 January 2026, 01:52 AM
Pirouette of a phoenix
Emily’s right leg trembled as she stood alone on the wooden stage, the darkness that surrounded her felt almost alive.
24 January 2026, 01:48 AM
Lumi and Neveah
Inner monologue: “Life is a bit sometimes. You don’t know what might happen the next moment.
24 January 2026, 01:43 AM
A trim reckoning
So, Ma and I had our eyes glued to our screen while Reaz smeared toothpaste over his face and chanted slogans in front of his school.
17 January 2026, 00:00 AM
The manifesto of laughter
The afternoon sun presses down on Dhaka like a heavy hand. Heat rises from the asphalt in shimmers; buses wheeze as though gasping for breath. Rickshaw bells jangle against each other in the thick, damp air.
31 December 2025, 18:00 PM
Aquatic deity
Shimulia was a remote village. A girl from this village was named Madhurilata. The origin of this name remained a mystery to most of the villagers. Nevertheless, they affectionately referred to her as Madhu, which meant honey.
12 December 2025, 19:23 PM
The colour of red hibiscus
The Polish nurse at the rehabilitation center asks her to decide. Does Neela want to have an abortion or wait for the delivery? “You’re almost seven months,” the nurse says in English. “An abortion would be very risky.”
12 December 2025, 19:23 PM
Writer’s block
Asif stares at the blank page, his chest tightening with that all-too-familiar dread.
31 October 2025, 19:37 PM