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A strange love

After splashing around in the sea long time, when I eased off, an enormous wave crashed over me. It stroked me down and, to my surprise, I discovered a girl prostrated upon me. Her female organs made my body shudder. But she raised to her feet straightway, apologized for the incident and informed me while […]

By |April 5th, 2019|Literature, Love|0 Comments

Lost of interest in reading

Bonoful

Part […]

By |March 25th, 2019|Literature|0 Comments

A red dot

The second I pressed “send” button on Facebook messenger, a box popped up on my smartphone screen saying, “send failed, this person isn’t available right now.” I repeated the action a couple of times and got the same result. When I returned to the main interface of the app, a red dot, an exclamation mark […]

By |December 26th, 2018|Literature|0 Comments

Love

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
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