Kazi Falguni Eshita Beams of light began to crack the curtain of darkness. The sun was about to break over the horizon. Roosters thronged around a little pile of grains. Ducks quacked on their way to the pond.[...]
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December 4th, 2011 - 4:15 am § in Stories
Promise
Md Azmain Amin “I promise I will return, mother. I promise by your love” The last words of Shafkat reverberated in Shimul’s head. How long since she last saw her precious son, her sole reason for survival? How long since she tightly wrapped her arms around his small framed body? It had been to[...]
December 4th, 2011 - 4:08 am § in Stories
LILY
Kazi Falguni Eshita Ring…! The bell sounded extremely loud. Children ran out of the various classrooms, happily chatting with friends. “I love recess! Don’t you?” Tania asked her friend Sonia. “Same here.” Sonia replied. “So, what shall we play?” Nadia asked.[...]
October 22nd, 2011 - 10:26 pm § in Stories
Realizations
Kazi Falguni Eshita Tick Tock, Tick Tock… The round pendulum oscillated continuously. A slender female figure could be seen standing outside an open window. A soft breeze ran past her long, silky hair. She stood still, enjoying the rhythmic songs of the sparrows and the soft spring breeze.[...]
August 20th, 2011 - 11:33 pm § in Stories
Raju, the Curious Child
Hafijur Rahman “What is a galakata, grandma? Is he very bad?” “Well, a galakata is a very terrible person. He appears to be a simple man like anybody else in our society. He keeps hiding in the jute field. And whenever he finds any kid close at hands, he catches hold of him/her and takes [...][...]
August 20th, 2011 - 11:31 pm § in Stories
Blooming Rose
Kazi Falguni Eshita The smiling, light green leaves danced with the spring wind. Magpies whistled sweetly, jumping from branch to branch. A fresh, pink rose winked through the window, casting a perfumed spell, with its magical smell.[...]
April 1st, 2011 - 12:00 am § in Stories
Blooming Rose
Kazi Falguni Eshita The smiling, light green leaves danced with the spring wind. Magpies whistled sweetly, jumping from branch to branch. A fresh, pink rose winked through the window, casting a perfumed spell, with its magical smell. [...]
March 1st, 2011 - 12:02 am § in Stories
Quran and Sports Car
Aminul Islam Ehsan A young man was getting ready to graduate college. For many months he had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealer’s showroom, and knowing his father could well afford it, he told him that was all he wanted.[...]
March 1st, 2011 - 12:01 am § in Stories
Slaughtering Chicken
A teacher had many good students in his class but had particular regard and high respect for one of them. Some of the students one day asked the teacher the reason for this. In reply he said, I shall tell you tomorrow.”[...]