Early the next morning, after Rafi finally turned off the TV and closed his eyes on the couch, a text message startled him out of sleep: “Get a big American flag, hang outside your door, Dad.” His father always signed off, even though his name would appear with his texts and calls. Rafi set down the phone and tried to sleep again. A second text intruded on it: “Take down Black Lives Matter sign. Please. For now. Dad.”

RS: How did you get into writing, who were the major influences on your work when you started writing and which contemporary writers do you identify with now?

Nanga Pagla the sky‑clad one

November, where are the mists of yesteryear?

As many hundreds of thousands of refugees stream out of Rakhine, leaving behind family killed and homes reduced to ashes, it may seem, and maybe is, peculiarly insensitive, untimely and Eurocentric to refer to the death of one Welsh poet in their homeland nearly 75 years ago.

A pebble ran to a beach in search of a home

After successful publications of the graphic novel on Bangabandhu Sheikh Mujibur Rahman in Bangla, the English version of the first part of the novel series "Mujib" is unveiled at the Dhaka Lit Fest at Bangla Academy in Dhaka.

With pedal click the rickshaw's here

Cats are to be hated. And their whining, which some might lovingly define as meowing, is nothing but tiresome whimpering. At least

Dogs usually live for some ten to thirteen years. Small sized breeds may live a little longer, but the bigger the size, the smaller the

On October 28th, Rwanda will celebrate the opening of its first real and certainly grassiest cricket ground in the capital, Kigali. Brain

It took more than an hour for Rupa to reach her destination. After paying the fare she started walking past the pet shops in Katabon.

On a sun baked plateau, infused with the hue of stained blood and brown bread, caressed by the waves of the immortal spirit, which

Some memories like unexploded grenades

The muse offers herself in full glory;

My mother says I have always been a quick learner; I can remember her stories well. I can retell them in front of people, copying her

The idea of this poem came to Shahidul in 2012, soon after his Sussex MA dissertation on Modernism, where Eliot was one of his

A team of international scientists says that Nobel Prize-winning poet Pablo Neruda did not die of cancer or malnutrition, rejecting the official cause of death but not laying to rest one of the great mysteries of post-coup Chile.

The language of self-deception—

“Take your belongings and head for the old dormitory. The dorm is a good one; it's located at the south-east of the college campus—