Independence Award, Ekushey Padak-winning writer and long-time friend of Monsoonletters Selina Hossain has been appointed as the president of Bangla Academy for a three-year term. The public administration ministry issued a gazette notification to the effect on Thursday. The eminent writer has authored 41 novels, 36 juvenile books, 15 short stories and 13 essays. Selina …
ঘর টানে না, বাইরে এলাম। বাহিরে ঝড়-বাদল মৃত্যু উস্কে দিচ্ছে যাবতীয় স্মৃতিও-তো সুঁই এর মতো বিঁধছে সারা গায়ে। যেমন: স্নানের জল, তোয়ালে-সাবান-শ্যাম্পু হাতে দাঁড়িয়ে থাকা নারী যেমন: গন্তব্যহীন ক্লান্ত ক’জন দূরের পথচারী কেউ নিজের ছায়া হারিয়ে ফের নিজের পিছেই ঘুরছে কারো কোন ঠিকানা নেই, ঠিক জানা নেই কার কতটা পুড়ছে? শেকড় শুধু আগলে রাখে বৃক্ষ, …
I woke up on a lousy Tuesday morning, Waiting to be apprenticed to some hideous misjudgment, The car ran off with its moneyed roof. I came upon new music, meanwhile, All of it played like old broken records, All of it played for hours, uninterrupted Who would come between us on this blue day? I …
No black, no white, Everything is grey in your mystic world; You did not teach binaries to me I could become a human being In your androgynous world. I remember a Bengali As I think of you who Worships motherhood; I was your headdress Your second mother. You would treat me as if I’m the …
Me and my two siblings met at the new mall, all newish shoes, clean underwear, someone else cuts our hair. We made it out, we made out, where the mountains aren’t. Where a bookstore can keep her nose above water. Success in the U.S. of A.. Thursday, a drizzling rain, a booth in a dark …
This dawn Is a lukewarm body of sunlit promises O honey, it’s a pale diffusing Of crisp honey rays The sun pours out of a hundred windows Sweeping the air lightly like a sigh Sighing life into the swirling canvas of dust motes Sighing life into the dust that composes this body Your body and …
দুটো বুলেট নিয়ে দুটো রিভালভারে, ঠিক তাক করব দুজন দুজনের দিকে ঠিক সেখানটায় যেখানে তুমি কালো টিপ পরে থাকতে, আর আমার কপালের মাঝ বরাবর, যেখানে তুমি হরহামেশা চুমু আঁকতে। মনে বাজবে শরতের সুর, বাতাস বইতে থাকবে হালকা করে। হ্যাঁ অবশ্যই তোমার ওড়না উড়বে সামান্য। দুলবে খানিক। কিছুটা মাতাল হওয়াও যেতে পারে। যেন কিছুটা শুটিংস্পটের মতো …
She waited for the nightmare to pass She thought if she could sleep comfortably Enough If she could wrap the blankets around her bare, torn skin tightly Enough If she could close her eyes and keep them closed for long Enough She could tire away the demons of her soul She thought Eventually their claws …
The man got off from the afternoon train. It was early winter, yet he had a thick tweed coat on. The foxy colour of his coat went well with his bronze complexion. He sloppily wore an old but fancy tie and his faded trousers showed a few fat stitches near his thigh. With daylight fading, he …
11 May , 1988 Islamabad , Pakistan Dear Jilani kaka, Sorry for not replying sooner . It’s been five weeks here in Islamabad . The journey from Kabul was long yet it was worth it . You should come as soon as you find your youngest son, Jahin . You would not believe when …
