Category: Your Corner

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...

Gen Z’s Anthem -Mahmuda Khanom

We are the children of lightning and screen, Born in the chaos, digitally keen. They said we’re lazy, lost in our phone— But we brought a dictator down on our own. We knew no fear, we had no sleep, We cried for the dead, but never weep. We fought not...

Freedom to Cry -Shabiha Farjana

It was a sunny morning like any other. Yet, something felt different that day. Alisha could sense an unusual tension in the air. The faces of her family members were clouded with worry, and anger simmered in the silence. Her brother, Abdullah, hadn’t gone to college, nor had he told...

Depression: The Demon -Kazi Falguni Eshita

Sometimes, I battle a shadowy foe, A demon all too familiar, Depression’s woe. There are nights my body makes me weep; I cannot eat, nor find solace in sleep. The pain consumes, and tears I cry, A whisper says, “Perhaps it’s time to die.” But then, my mind screams, “No!...

The Power of Words -Kazi Falguni Eshita

Words coming out of a dear one Can either make or break, Positive words make difficult battles Seem like pieces of a cake. Words can heal, or can kill too, How to use words? That’s up to you. Words can be harsh, or can be sweet Words can be cool,...

Searching -Zariful Azam

In search of the quietest quiet, I found a place full of chaos. Seeking a utopian world, I arrived on dystopian lands. Yearning for divine love, I stumbled upon a world of hate. A world of fear and treachery, A world of torment and destruction. A world consumed by lust,...

The Whistle of Death -Arif Hossain

This terra is canoodled by all. A few can keep away, But many cannot surreptitiously fall. As they perceive it, it’s not all. The unobtrusive endeavours, But later fall. Legionary theories- it’s an Olympus. Just to eat, to sustain, and to live, Since they passed into oblivion to leave. Hear!...

Tagore and I Kazi Falguni Eshita

Recently, I was watching a musical show aired at one of the Bangla channels to mark Rabindranath Tagore’s death anniversary. Here in the USA, I miss being with Tagore every single minute. Yes, there might be a lot of trumpets, tubas or pianos everywhere, but a harmonium beside a pair...