Last week, we finally went to watch Aynabaji, the movie. Throughout the month, whenever I came across any newspaper, any magazine, bus stop or my friends' facebook profiles, I was bound to spot the presence of this movie.

I always go for morning walks as a part of my exercise regime. Last week, after finishing my walk I met someone very interesting.

Passing through a crowd in our national stadium seems to be an aggressive kind of movement- it's like getting into a war as people push and shove their way through.

Today, I had to bury the kitten of the darling cat who lives in my garage. The kitten was the victim of an accident when a car ran over her. Her mother had to suffer many a loss like this due to the carelessness of some humans.

As I was returning home, I got sad to see a special child, sitting on a wheel chair while a woman was pushing the wheelchair, and asking for alms.

Panicking never does any good when it's an emergency- we all know this. But this knowledge seems useless when you are stuck in a lift.

Last week as I went to the hospital to collect data on the rate of infant mortality, I was a little shocked to hear the yelling of women in the maternity ward.

I was in my office in Lotus Kamal tower-2, busy doing my usual office work, when suddenly I felt a heavy tremor.

I am a sixteen year old student. My father, who is around 40 years, insists on riding his motorcycle without wearing a helmet.

When I was a high school student, I introduced myself into the world of Harry Potter. When the first book was released, honestly I did not want to read it.

The other day I was going to my office in Motijheel by a rickshaw. As I was having a conversation with the elderly rickshaw

Last Friday, I met my university friends at Suhrawardy Udyan after almost a decade. During our days at University of Dhaka, we rarely missed a single day to hang out at that place.

My sister and I are both animal-lovers. Ever since we got our first house cat, we have been avidly rescuing and rehabilitating animals.

One evening, I read my father's personal diary which I have been seeing laying around our house since childhood. Never did I touch or even try to open it as I did not feel it necessary to do so. Things that we are used to seeing around us don't attract us much as per the universal principle.

Last week as I went to interview some underprivileged women working for an NGO, I felt very guilty and sad learning their

Recently I was returning home from Dhaka University campus after finishing my classes. When I was crossing the alley between

It was around 10 o clock at night near the city's Farmgate intersection. A curious crowd was gathering around a canvasser who

The weather in Dhaka city has never been very pleasant as far as I can remember. At the onslaught of global climate change

I think I bought this poster of Muhammed Ali almost a year ago and had it hidden away forgotten in some corner of my room.

Why are we so obsessed with white skinned foreign models? A young man has set up a barbershop in my locality a few days back. The