Category: Sunday Talks

Requiem Passing moment mows the morsel of memory, pinching every bead of walk! Human creation is a phenomenon, stirs The entire gamut rouses under the sun! Only the deceased can’t read his obituary The...

AN EVENING After the hectic day’s schedule I returned home. Unlocked the doors. Switched on the fan and light. Arranged my articles. Refreshed myself. Sat in front of the television for infotainment. Later I...

Time It’s like a thief in the night You think you have the time on your side This thought seems smart and bright In this case the thief knows better She writes for you...

Requiem Passing moment mows the morsel of memory, pinching every bead of walk! Human creation is a phenomenon, stirs The entire gamut rouses under the sun! Only the deceased can’t read his obituary The...

I hide consonants under broken finger nails. I hide consonants under broken finger nails and deliver a bravura performance. No, you cannot decipher my fatigue. I dress up spectacularly bathed in turmeric yellow like...

রাস্তা এখানে পিচ ফেলে দাও রাস্তাটা পাকা করা চাই খোকার খেলনা গাড়ি সব কিছু চাপা পড়ে যায় এখানে গাছ ছিল এক সেটা আজ পড়ল কাটা তেল তোলা সমুদ্রেতে রোজ পড়ে জীবন ভাটা এখানে গ্রাম...

My Favourite Man Candies, pastries or toffees, What have you brought from the office? I reached school early today. My teacher asked me to write how I spent the last Sunday. I wrote that...

Nature’s Gift Do not waste a valued drop We owe existence to fertile ground We soon depart this royal realm Save some soil for their future If we waste it If we destroy it...

On the eve of World Book Day You played the role of maker Maker of my fortune, dear books Books those make me wander to the universe Universe where I could learn, know and...