Regrets I have as the year ends…
I was lying on my bed and thinking, If I am to die tomorrow, or this week, or next week, or next month, what will be my regret?
stories of my life, experiences that define me, make me, unmake me.
I was lying on my bed and thinking, If I am to die tomorrow, or this week, or next week, or next month, what will be my regret?
we have confused fast with quick. Fast is high speed, but quick can sometimes mean doing something in a short time. When this shortness of time is bereft of proper processing, we get undesired (but well deserved) results.
My ruminations of a guilty mind, a mind that failed to save the sister of the heart for which I once said I would die. Yet she died, and I lived.
2018 Marked a decade of my living with depression. This piece celebrates (!) my longest companion, Bi, short for Bishonnota (depression) and how it changed my life.
p.s. I was diagnosed depression free on 2019.
I learned to “live” after 5 months in a new home.
The migrant’s life is always a story to unfold.
My RAW emotions when I found out that the war criminal Golam Azam died in hospital, and that all chance to punish him properly was lost…
My earlier writing on how religion has been politicised to serve political ends:…for ages, religion has been the ultimate politics for those in power. Even today, they put religion to secure their political aims.Why? U ask? Simple!Religion is the easiest way to drive people crazy. It’s the easiest tool to make you blind. That’s what the Popes did. The Caliphs did. Hitler did. Pakistan did. They wanted land. Property. Resources. Minerals. And they used the weapon that cost nothing: your(blinded) faith…
বিয়ের পরপর সংসার ধর্মে আনাড়িপনার জন্য অনেক মন-খারাপ করা পরিস্থিতির মূখোমুখি হতে হয়েছে, অনেক ইঙ্গিতপূর্ণ কটু কথা শুনতে হয়েছে… সবচেয়ে মজার, এসবের কোনটাই শ্বশুড়বাড়ি থেকে শুনিনি…
বাংলাদেশের আইনে আত্মহত্যার চেষ্টা করা শাস্তিযোগ্য অপরাধ। বৃটিশ আমলের আই আইন বহাল তবিয়তে টিকে আছে, সেই সাথে আছে আমাদের “জাজমেন্টাল’ সামাজিক আচার ব্যবহার যা একজন আত্মহত্যাপ্রবণ মানুষকে আরও বিপন্ন করে তোলে, যার নেই কোন আইনি প্রতিকার। আইনের এই সামাজিক ঘাটতি নিয়ে এ লেখা।
2020 marked the 4th year since my sister had departed for a better place. This is my ode to the wonderful woman who shaped me in my young years.