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How I Learned to Understand and Love Bangla
I will be the first to admit that I haven’t had the closest connection to Bangla. Growing up, I have consumed a lot more content in English than in Bangla, and being exposed to video games, movies and TV shows…
A Journey to Live in Harmony
The sun was about to set beyond the horizon of Rangamati when five madrasah girls stepped out of the bus after a long journey. Albeit exhausted, they were curious to find out what was awaiting them in their very first…
Dhaka Lit Fest: Literature’s Happy Place
Delve into the literal embodiment of losing yourself in a power-packed weekend of literary extravaganza. The November air is the best time for festivities, especially if you think yourself to be an artsy person who appreciates quiet moments spent in…
Why it’s Perfectly Okay to Never Grow Out of Young Adult Fiction
No matter how old I am, my guilty pleasure will always be reading Young Adult books that either turn me into a rebel, or make my toes curl, filling me with utopian hopes of a happy ending. No regrets, my…
Memoirs of Inter-faith Festivities
Not every sense of belonging comes from adoption- try adaptation. It was in 2002, I was merely two and half years old, when I went on my first abroad trip to Uttar Pradesh, India. That year, Ramadhan and Diwali came…
Why You Should Participate in Inktober (and How You Can Make the Most Out of It)
Drawing is therapeutic. But to get good at it, you have to draw consistently. And Inktober's a very good way to do that. Inktober was started by Jake Parker in 2009, as a way to challenge is own skills and…
Six Letters to Six People in High School, University and Beyond
If I have to be honest with everyone else, then first, I have to be honest with myself. And that starts by admitting that I don’t like this. I don’t like that I have nothing to do with the place…
Why Your Friendships Change After You Graduate
Friends. You can't live with them; you can't live without them. I guess you can say that about people in general, too. But with friends, it has a special meaning.  The way one changes his circle as he moves up…
I am a Bangladeshi Girl, and I Smoke Weed. Here’s Why.
I am a simple, naïve, typical Bangladeshi girl. I was raised to believe that people who smoke, drink or do any form of drugs are evil. And I had legit reasons for believing that, because at that point in my…