Zeena Choudhury

The Rising of the Dead

I stepped inside the house through the drawing room doors. The smell of death assailed my senses. The smell was stale – all pervasive.

8y ago

LUNCH AT THE RESIDENCE

Faruq (Faruq Chowdhury, former ambassador and foreign secretary) and I were on holiday from his duties as Deputy High Commissioner in London.

9y ago

The Tree

Farah saw the tree as soon as she entered the new apartment. Her parents had come to Dhaka after the Partition of India in 1947.

9y ago

TEA WITH MISS BROOKS

Once in Darjeeling, when I was 12 years old, I remember standing in front of a smallish bank, staring at all the flowers neatly planted in rows.

9y ago
April 23, 2016
April 23, 2016

The Rising of the Dead

I stepped inside the house through the drawing room doors. The smell of death assailed my senses. The smell was stale – all pervasive.

August 15, 2015
August 15, 2015

LUNCH AT THE RESIDENCE

Faruq (Faruq Chowdhury, former ambassador and foreign secretary) and I were on holiday from his duties as Deputy High Commissioner in London.

June 20, 2015
June 20, 2015

The Tree

Farah saw the tree as soon as she entered the new apartment. Her parents had come to Dhaka after the Partition of India in 1947.

April 11, 2015
April 11, 2015

TEA WITH MISS BROOKS

Once in Darjeeling, when I was 12 years old, I remember standing in front of a smallish bank, staring at all the flowers neatly planted in rows.