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...
He who created death and life to test you [as to] which of you is best in deed- and He is the Exalted in Might, the Forgiving. (Surah no. 67, al-Mulk, Verse no. 02) Death does not mean the end of life Dear brothers and sisters, remember that death can...
When you look up at the night sky, what do you see? You might see a scattering of bright stars, the pale glow of the Moon, or if you’re lucky, the swirling tail of a comet. But what if I told you that the person who will step onto Mars,...
The afternoon sun burned down on the streets of Uttara that day. The air was heavy with dust, tear gas, and the sound of angry chants. In the middle of all the chaos stood a tall, soft-spoken young man, carrying two large bottles of water in his hands. His name...
Imagine your body as a super-powered machine. Every time you move, whether you’re running across the school field or even playing tag with friends, you’re fueling that machine, keeping it sharp, quick, and ready for anything life throws at you. Exercise is often thought of as something grown-ups talk about...
It was a quiet evening in the small town of Polashpur. The sky glowed with orange and purple as the sun set. A boy named Samir was walking back from the library, his bag heavy with books. He loved reading more than anything else, especially about adventures and mysteries. On...
For as long as anyone could remember, a strange cloud had floated above the small town of Mandanabad. It never drifted away with the winds nor changed its shape. While other clouds came and went, this one stayed, hanging silently like a guardian. The townsfolk called it Al-Sahab al-Ghareeb—the Strange...
(After Episode Three) The Rising Wind The storm began not with thunder, but with silence. High above the Thakurgaon hills, the clouds gathered in unnatural spirals, their bellies glowing with a strange, pulsing light. The trees bent toward the earth, as though bowing to something greater, and the air itself...
The message on Rayyan’s laptop glowed like a wound. Phase Three begins now. He wanted to slam the lid shut, to forget everything. But the words burned inside him. If Phase Two had ended with underwater vaults, frozen children, and an army of Echoes, then what could Phase Three mean?...
No one knew exactly when it began. Some said it happened overnight; others believed it had been slowly unfolding in the background for years. The moment the world blinked awake, the sky had already changed color, painted with millions of faint glowing squares that shimmered like digital constellations. Screens, windows,...
It was a bright Thursday morning. Thirteen-year-old Ayaan, a student of class five, sat quietly at the breakfast table in his home in Uttara. His schoolbag was packed, and his shoes were polished, but Ayaan didn’t want to go to school. “I don’t know why, Amma,” he whispered, “I just...
Shuvo Shil was only twenty years old. At an age when most young people dream of university admission, friendships and building a future, Shuvo’s life was already burdened with responsibilities. He was born in Munuria village of Jhenaidah, but poverty had pushed his family away from the green fields of...
Chapter:1 The scorching rays of the hot summer sun was always the first thing Nazia wanted to avoid. She never saw eye to eye with the Bangladeshi summer anyway, winter was more of her thing. At the end of the day, she was a woman after all. No matter what,...
The ceiling fan creaked above as Rishad typed furiously on his laptop. Lines of code scrolled down the glowing screen like streams of magic spells. He wasn’t just any ordinary teenager; he was the best programmer in his school, maybe even in the whole city. But tonight, his project wasn’t...
Some books do not merely tell a story—they pierce through your heart, leave you shaken, and gift you with a piece of truth you did not know you were missing. Baba, What Does My Name Mean? A Journey to Palestine is one such book. Written with the tenderness of a...
On summer afternoons, the small village of Chandipur shimmered under the golden sun. Among its dusty lanes and green fields stood Uncle Amjad’s orchard, a place whispered about by children as though it were enchanted. His trees bent under the weight of plump, golden mangoes that glowed like treasure. To...
Sleep, little friend, close your eyes, The stars will smile in quiet skies. No more books and no more pen, You’ll never have homework again. Your bag is still, your shoes at rest, Heaven will hold you best. The fire was loud but you’re now free, No more fear and...
Once upon a time, deep within a forest, power belonged to the hyenas. For many long years, their rule was marked by fear and cruelty. Bloodshed was their language, and terror their instrument of control. They hunted at will, silenced voices at whim, and with support from powerful friends in...
Each drop is tearing my world apart Shaded cloudy sky’s gazing at my eyes With every breath I’m lightening my heart Blazing thunders retaliate my sighs. Whimsical breeze whispers to me I stand alone and listen to its miseries, Faraway somewhere I see a man standing Looking out for his...
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