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Shahidul Zahir

Translation: Mehedi Hassan  

Just as Hafizuddi arrived in front of Babupura slum, he got caught in the eyes of Mawla.

Mawla cried out to him, “Hey, Hafizuddi, where did you bring it from?

Mawla was a neighbor of Hafizuddi. He was quite lean with kind of a longish face. Under the great fir tree, he sat […]

By |October 29th, 2018|Literature, Love|0 Comments

The vendor

Katyayani picked the quarrel.

Katyayani’s scolding enraged Vairab. If Vairab didn’t encounter vendor Hiralal then, this event wouldn’t have taken place.

Katyayani had been longing for an expensive saree for a long time.

Jobless Vairab couldn’t satisfy her desire yet for his lack of money. But he wanted to evade her by telling that he despised luxury, and […]

By |October 6th, 2018|Literature|0 Comments

The God

Bonoful

A tiger kept prowling around a village. So the people became frightened. The cow, the calf and even men were mauled to death by the tiger. Then everyone killed the tiger with sticks, spears, lances, and guns. One was gone but came another. At last, the People begged to God,

“God, Please, protect us from the […]

By |September 22nd, 2018|Literature, Religion, Society|0 Comments

A drop of water

Bonoful

Translated by mehedi hassan

It was in my knowing that the landlord of Ramganj Shambabu was a whimsical person. But I didn’t even imagine that his craziness could go so far. Waking up that morning, I got an invitation letter. Shambabu invited all of our family members to his mother’s funeral. Getting the letter, I […]

By |September 4th, 2018|Literature|0 Comments

Rape

First part

Mansur was aimlessly wandering along the earthen road beside the village he lived in and the sun was a few steps away from middle of the sky. He made the day off by his […]

By |May 17th, 2017|Literature, Women|2 Comments

Unknowingly

Bonoful
Translation: Mehedi Hassan

That day, I got the salary from the office.

On the way home, I thought of buying a new blouse for my wife. She had been longing for it for long days. One shop to another, I eventually bought a nice one, and meanwhile fell dusk. Just as I got out of […]

By |August 3rd, 2016|Uncategorized|0 Comments

Just, come once

Long way away, in my drifting warm childhood-
On the secluded corner of my reading-desk,
A glass of mute water you left.
Even now when thirsty, like a weary pedestal,
I drink the water with the content of my heart.

Being a drop of momentary dew on the keen top of the grass,
You […]

By |October 16th, 2015|Uncategorized|0 Comments
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