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Echoes from the Island (Episode-4) -Md Uzzal Hossain

The shard on Rayyan’s nightstand pulsed like a living thing. Each glow came with a faint sound: ‘thrum, thrum’, like the heartbeat of something vast beneath the earth. Rayyan couldn’t sleep. His mind raced with Liana’s words, the image of his own Echo smirking back at him, and the chilling...

Sectrets of the Silver Dust -Iqbal Mahmud

It was a moonless night when three friends—Ayaan, Leela, and Rafi slipped out of their small town and pedaled their bikes into the thick woods that bordered the river. The air was still, filled only with the rhythmic hum of crickets and the occasional snap of twigs under their wheels....

The Witch in the Tree -Lasker Hadiul Islam

The tree was ancient, older than the oldest tale the dwellers could remember. Its roots ran deep like veins in the earth and branches touched the clouds. To any passerby, it looked like a gift of heaven – rich with fruits, shade, flowers, and honey. There, in the heart of...

The Hidden Island of Meghna -Md Kajol Irfan

The sea was calm when the group set out. Four friends—Rafi, Nila, Ayaan, and Tanvir—had borrowed a small fishing boat from Nila’s uncle. It was meant to be a short trip, just an afternoon adventure across the Meghna River before it merged into the vast Bay of Bengal. “Nothing but...

The Last Phone Call -Ekramul Haque Nayan

Monday morning, as the sun climbed lazily over the school’s red brick walls, something happened that cracked his entire sense of reality. Bappy’s phone rang. Not unusual—except for the caller ID. His own number flashed across the screen. Same digits, same display picture, same everything. His first thought was that...

The Library of Never-Read Stories -Raju Musabbir

The evening sky looked bruised with clouds when three friends stumbled upon the old railway tunnel at the edge of town. No trains had run through it for decades, but everyone knew the stories—ghosts, shadows, vanishing voices. That was exactly why the three of them were there. The first was...

THE MEMORY HACKERS -Ashraful Islam

Dhaka city at night was a glowing puzzle of lights, honking rickshaws, and the chatter of tea stalls. In the narrow alleys of New Market, where shops closed late and street vendors still shouted for customers, three friends—Shafin, Nabil, and Riyad—wandered deeper into a part of the bazaar they had...

The Planet of Forgotten Games -Sohel Rana Shefat

Have you ever wondered what happens to a game when no one plays it anymore? Where do the glass marbles go after they roll out of fashion? Where does hopscotch hide when the chalk squares vanish from playgrounds? And what about those ancient board games carved into stone, once played...

Beyond Yesterday and Travelling Tomorrow -Tasnim Hossain

Time travel has always been one of the most fascinating dreams of humankind. From cartoons like Doraemon’s time machine to great scientists like Albert Einstein, everyone has shown deep curiosity about moving beyond yesterday and tomorrow. But is it really possible, or is it only imagination? Science tells us that...

MY BELOVED PROPHET -Md. Kausar Uddin Ahmed

Praise be to Allah, the Lord of skies, Made the earth and gave us the eyes. With the Light, sent His Messenger, Guides to the Light, wills whomever. Beloved never cursed those who fell, He knew their hearts, knew them well. He raised them kindly when strayed, Led them back...

Can You Answer?

Can You Answer?

Welcome to our exciting new quiz challenge! Email us your answers to [email protected] , and you could see your name in print in the December’25 issue, alongside the correct answers and our heartfelt congratulations. Happy quizzing! Happy quizzing! 1. Macci Sura were revealed in how many years? a) 13 years...

Of Beauty and Duty -Dante Alighieri

TWO ladies to the summit of my mind Have clomb, to hold an argument of love. The one has wisdom with her from above, For every noblest virtue well designed: The other, beauty’s tempting power refined And the high charm of perfect grace approve: And I, as my sweet Master’s...

My Beloved -Rabia al Basri

My peace, O my brothers and sisters, is my solitude, And my Beloved is with me always, For His love I can find no substitute, And His love is the test for me among mortal beings, Whenever His Beauty I may contemplate, He is my “mihrab”, towards Him is my...

Editorial

Dear Friends, Assalamualaikum. Hope you are keeping well by the benevolence of Allah. It is really hard to think about life in the absence of light. When we think of life beyond Earth, it’s easy to picture warm, Earth-like planets basking in sunlight. But in a surprising twist, the most...

In the light of the Holy Hadith

In the light of the Holy Hadith

Hazrat Ibn Masud (R.A.A) reported that the Messenger of Allah said: “What is there between me and the Duyna?” The relationship of the Dunya and me is only like that of a rider (traveller) who takes shade under a tree and thereafter continues (on his journey) and leaves it (the...