Gupta shares her insights on reclaiming forgotten histories, reimagining myths, and connecting ancient narratives to contemporary ecological and social concerns.
These two things—the river and the train—continue to haunt and fascinate me.
Translation is risk, and poetry is the highest form of risk
The violence is domestic, institutional, and often unnamed—carried out by people who look nothing like monsters.
These stories prove one thing: art theft never goes out of fashion.
It’s very likely that Substack will become the “drawing room” of intellectuals and creative elites.
The refusal to write beautifully is often justified in the name of neutrality, of detachment, of discipline.
Where Babitz is like the intimidating older sister you could only listen to in an obsessed quiet, Ephron feels more like a friend translating my internal monologue into the perfect words.
Today, I stood quietly for a while in front of Room 2064 on the second floor of the Arts Building—a place where I had stood countless times before, each time leaving with his warmth and affection.
Always a voice against the ruling class, Badruddin Umar was a fierce critic of the post-1971 regime of Sheikh Mujibur Rahman.
Similar to how the play starts, it also ends with the colourful, subtle image of the butterflies flying spontaneously, creating a strong symbolism encapsulating Paul's dream of freedom, nature, and his ambition of becoming a writer
The cats don't always understand the human specifics, but they recognise sadness. They notice routines. And most of all, they stay
For today’s feminists, the focus isn’t just on challenging or breaking social norms, but also on asking, who gets to break these norms? And to what extent?
The Asia regional winner of the 2025 Commonwealth Short Story Prize, Faria Basher, in an interview with The Daily Star, opens up about her journey from lifelong reader to emerging writer.
In one of their most recent episodes, Dhaka Sessions featured three young artists from Bengal Parampara Sangeetalay to perform in the intimate and literary, lush space of Bookworm Bangladesh
Now, two decades later, the question lingers: Did "Guts" really cause waves of fainting spells, or did the legend grow legs of its own?
Throughout my school years, Ammu would assign a different writer for me to read during each vacation
In a lecture, Rabindranath proclaimed, “I hope that some dreamer will spring from among you and preach a message of love and therewith, overcoming all differences..."
