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Matthew Arnold Growing Old What is it to grow old? Is it to lose the glory of the form, The lustre of the eye? Is it for beauty to forego her wreath? Yes, but not for this alone. Is it to feel our strength – Not our bloom only, but...
Category: Literature
A wish -Khadiza Binte Mostafiz
A white ceiling. I’m staring at it. After all there’s nothing else for me to do. It hurts. My body hurts so much. It’s really painful. I want to get out. It’s been so long that I haven’t seen the sky. This white empty ceiling of this hospital is so...
Dear Little Snowbell -Kazi Falguni Eshita
“Look at those eyes, all blue!” Melissa pointed out, gently stroking the little ball of fur. “Huh? Blue? Kittens don’t have blue eyes, Lisa.” Jordan shrugged, brushing away some stray fur from his fingertips. “See for yourself, bro.” Jordan held the little kitten close, to get a better look at...
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A Blue Bird Golam Kibria There is a blue bird in my heart Stretching hand, tweeting dawn till dusk, Admiring me with her chest;I perceive it Yes,I do. All the rest are mixed in the dark. She is an addiction,apart me from The rest of the world We betrothed to sum...
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Nature’s Eye Ahmed Saif The sorrow on nature’s eye Give me goosebumps It’s like something will happen Something inevitable Something unstoppable Something that only nature itself can fathom The human eyes are only to look for the surroundings Not to understand it If they could know what nature is up...
The World’s Unusual Military Museums
British photographer Jason Larkin has taken pictures inside military museums around the world including Egypt, Vietnam, Cuba and the UK. He reveals how different countries remember their violent pasts. They recall scenes from Dr Strangelove, or Thunderbirds: the photos taken by Jason Larkin have a simplicity and shared aesthetic that...
Insects can patch their broken ‘bones’
When a person breaks a leg, they might get a splint, cast or boot to cradle the bone as it heals. But what happens when a locust breaks a limb? Instead of a cast on the outside, the insect will patch itself up from the inside. These patches can restore...
Heaven’s Children -Khadiza Binte Mostafiz
Zaid turns off the TV. He hates violence and bloodshed but that’s what the TV shows every single day. How many people died, how many cities are destroyed that’s always the headline. But there’s no way to blame them because that’s what the war does. Sitting on the Sofa of...
Jalaluddin Rumi -The Universe
What if someone said to an embryo in the womb, ‘Outside of your world of black nothing is a miraculously ordered universe; a vast Earth covered with tasty food; mountains, oceans and plains, fragrant orchards and fields full of crops; a luminous sky beyond your reach, with a sun, moonbeams,...
Ibn Al-Haytham Festival
A totally different festival that reminds us of the glorious past of Islam took place recently in Jeddah, Saudi Arabia. Abdulla bin Bandar bin AbdulAziz, Deputy Governor of Makkah region launched the “1001 Inventions and the World of Ibn Al-Haytham” exhibition as an anchor attraction at the family entertainment Oswa festival created...
Dana and the Butterfly Part 2 When Dana Meets Oona -Kazi Falguni Eshita
“Children, I have a special announcement, I need you all to listen very carefully”. Shahina Zaman declared, thumping the white-board-eraser on her desk. Thirty- two pairs of curious little eyes were fixed on Shahina, eager to know what the teacher had to say: “Dear students, over the next one month,...
Lawachhara and its beauty -Ridwan Rizvi
Sreemangal, an upazila in the district Moulavi Bazar, is known as the capital of tea because it contains more than 38 tea gardens of various sizes. Thousands of tourists visit these gardens every year, especially during the leaf-picking seasons. There is also another reason people visit Sreemangal and it is...
Dana and the Butterfly – Kazi Falguni Eshita
“Dana, good morning! Rise and shine!” “Oh, Amma, it’s Friday. Can’t I sleep a little late?” “Nope. It’s good to get up at the same time every day.” Dana never had school on Fridays, and it had rained the day before. She always enjoyed sleeping a little late on rainy...
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Ibn Arabi Wonder Wonder, A garden among the flames! My heart can take on any form: A meadow for gazelles, A cloister for monks, For the idols, sacred ground, Ka’ba for the circling pilgrim, The tables of the Torah, The scrolls of the Quran. My creed is Love; Wherever its...
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Fount Meem Mizan (Oh! Dear Mohammed); Certainly Falls. We have bestowed; Keep God in Calls. To Lord immolate; Sure enemy of you. Owner worst fate; Cut off every new. Identity of Allah Meem Mizan Say, (hey Muhammed); He is Allah, is one. Allah Unbounded; Towards you none! He begets not,...
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Jalaluddin Rumi A New Rule It is the rule with drunkards to fall upon each other, to quarrel, become violent, and make a scene. The lover is even worse than a drunkard. I will tell you what love is: to enter a mine of gold. And what is that gold?...
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Jalaluddin Rumi A Stone I died A stone I died and rose again a plant; A plant I died and rose an animal; I died an animal and was born a man. Why should I fear? What have I lost by death? At the Twilight At the twilight, a moon...
Sheikh Sa’adi -How could I ever thank my Friend?
How could I ever thank my Friend? No thanks could ever begin to be worthy. Every hair of my body is a gift from Him; How could I thank Him for each hair? Praise that lavish Lord forever Who from nothing conjures all living beings! Who could ever describe His...
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Ibn Arabi Turmoil in your hearts Were it not for the excess of your talking and the turmoil in your hearts, you would see what I see and hear what I hear! Wonder Wonder, A garden among the flames! My heart can take on any form: A meadow for gazelles,...
Walt Whitman Miracles
Why, who makes much of a miracle? As to me I know of nothing else but miracles, Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan, Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky, Or wade with naked feet along the beach just in the edge of the...
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