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Literature
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Short Story
Madhu Bar(1)
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Cheers! Cheers!
Gentlemen, let us drink to our health!
Hey boy, go get us a knife.
Now we'll slit dear Mr. Ahsan's Godly throat.
Cheers! Cheers!
A dim greenish light at the bar.
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Short Story
The Colour Blue
An emaciated old body. Hollow cheeks. A murky film of moisture covers listless brown eyes sunk deep in their sockets, giving them a strangely stony look. His overgrown hair is matted and quite grey.
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BookReview
Thrice in Delhi
Pancho Pandober Charon Bhumi by Mahbubur Rahman; Hakkani Publishers, Dhaka, 2005; 104 pp.
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Bury
Do not bury me, for I am afraid
Of wiggly things under the earth
Of weevils, worms, termite queens who
Through deep tunnels drag their swollen way
Do not bury me, for I cannot bear
The cold
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