The Geometry of Waiting
In the quietude of a Sunday afternoon, I often find myself watching the dust motes dance in a shaft of light, wondering if they are aware of the vast, empty spaces they inhabit. We spend so much of our lives convinced that action is the only…
To Victory by Shahnaz Parvin
16th December is our victory day, the victory of red and green. The color red in our national flag represents the 3 million people who were brutally killed by Pakistani Army in 1971. And the color green represents the ever green Bangladesh.…
The Shape of Our Hands
I spent this morning trying to fix a small ceramic bowl I dropped last week. My fingers felt clumsy, covered in glue and dust, trying to force the jagged edges to remember how they used to fit together. It was frustrating work. I kept thinking…