September Editorial
Despite planning to take it slow in September, our zealous (I learnt this word in history class) team members (including me) could not help but be more than just active this month. Considering the...
Despite planning to take it slow in September, our zealous (I learnt this word in history class) team members (including me) could not help but be more than just active this month. Considering the...
Dear friend, I’m stuck. I can’t get myself out. I’m stuck reminiscing about the way things used to be. I know you moved on with your life despite the hardships. Why does everything grill...
Dear Friend, I really wish you didn’t lie to me I never thought I’d say this but I don’t think we can be friends like we used to be 🙁 For more Dear Friend...
“Humor is tragedy plus time” is a famous quote by Mark Twain, who is regarded as one of the best humorists America has ever produced. I hope everyone knows what stand-up comedy is in...
Call it love, Call it taboo; Or the ambience of one’s own dissected realities co-existing. What do the eyes of the beholder see? – “Pillow Talk” by Mahdi Ibne Shahriar Check out our Art section for...
Why would I suggest a film that I had kept on my wishlist for two years but ended up crossing out only because I had to write a paper for my course? Because I...
Despite Bangladesh’s national squad having a dismal history throughout the years, the sport has always been tremendously popular in the nation. However, the incredible women of the Bangladesh Women’s team attempted to buck that...
The Bengalees are typically known as “addabaj.” Whether it be at home or on the street or in a shopping mall or in nearby “mahalla,” regular chitchats among people are a common feature, to...
Welcome to The Interlude Recommendations, or Interlude Rex, a series dedicated to suggesting various forms of pop culture we find exciting and/or thought-provoking, to you. It will include, but will not be limited to,...
“Sweet Datura” by Kazi Raidah Afia Nusaiba Bound to a secluded castle of sand, Engulfed by my shadow of loathing and shame In this lonesome garden, I was the injured beast that couldn’t be...