She laughed at my way of speaking... He laughed, they laughed... oh! my accent! I laughed too. I laughed, not because I was not from where they were. Nor because I thought I sound funny. I laughed, because my accent is my proof of my access... to more than one language of literature, poetry, songs, lore, and more. I laughed, because none of these mattered to me, at the end of the day to recognize love.

মুক্তিযুদ্ধ নিয়ে আন্তর্জাতিক অঙ্গনে শিল্পীদের ভূমিকার ব্যাপারে কথা বলতে গেলে আমরা কম বেশি সবাই ‘দ্য কন্সার্ট ফর বাংলাদেশ’ এর কথা কথা...

I don’t remember exactly of the first time I saw the moon. Do you? This not knowing, opens many portals to wander. I wonder if it was my...