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Literature
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Non-Fiction
Cooking a Pot of Rice
Six weeks after I came to America, I began to hanker for plain white rice, cooked the way my mother used to back in Bangladesh.
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Letters From Bristol
Dhaka on my Mind
As the plane banked over Dhaka and roared out into the December night, I looked out of the window at the millions of flickering, pulsing gold lights below, sinking further and further away from me.
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Book Review
Stylish and light
Rage by Balaji Venkateswaran; New Delhi: Penguin Books; 2005; pp.408.
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the mailbag
Movie Criticism: A Response
This writing is a response to Rebecca Sultana's 'Of Paan, Parineeta and Parvati' published in Star literature on 6 January, 2007. I could not keep myself from responding for a number of reasons.
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A Jailhouse Story
I was returning
after a walk though fields grass birds piers markets--
when somebody hailed
me from behind.
'Comrade!' 'Comrade!' he yelled.
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When it Rains in Dharamsala
When it rains in Dharamsala
raindrops wear boxing gloves,
thousands of them
come crashing down
and beat my room.
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