Our guest writer today, Saraf Rahman. Dhaka, Bangladesh. October 2020. "মেয়েটার চেহারার কাট কি সুন্দর খালি রং টা একটু ময়লা/চাপা! এই শোনো, প্রত্যেকদিন কাঁচা হলুদ মাখবা আর দুধ খাবা, দেখবা রং পরিষ্কার হয়ে যাবে!" "তোমার বাবা কি খাওয়ায় না? এত শুকনা মেয়ে কি ভালো লাগে?"ছোটবেলা থেকে এই কথাগুলো আমার কিছু হোক বা না হোক, প্রতিদিন … Continue reading The Underground, ep. 6: “গায়ের রং টা একটু ময়লা!”
"Dearly beloved” is a series of love letters sent and received over a period of one hundred years. 9/3/2027Dearly Beloved,I never knew it takes only 7 hours to measure the depth of the universe a person carries within himself. Nor I knew it would take 7 long hours to realize that the person who is … Continue reading Dearly beloved, part 11: In agony with an aphrodisiac.
“Dearly beloved” is a series of love letters sent and received over a period of one hundred years. May 10, 2020. To The One Never Meant To Be. From another In a Long Series of "Regrettable Could Have Been."For several weeks, I have been trying to create poetry for you but, failing miserably since day … Continue reading Dearly beloved, part 10: For you, a thousand times over.
“Dearly beloved” is a series of love letters sent and received over a period of one hundred years. June 15, 2020. Letters of not so strangers- not separated by the virus, by time and space, by default.My MarjiThank you for letting your veil down a bit, to show me in your words the kindness and … Continue reading Dearly beloved, part 7: Letters of not so Strangers
“Dearly beloved” is a series of love letters sent and received over a period of one hundred years. 28/07/2020I apologize for my recent behaviour. Well, I apologize for all of my behaviour. Wait, is that grammatically correct? Was that?I apologize. My apologies to you, you who occupy all my late night monologues. Well in my … Continue reading Dearly beloved, part 9: You, who have loved me
“Dearly beloved” is a series of love letters sent and received over a period of one hundred years. 07/06/1920প্রিয় 'ছোটলোক' বয়ফ্রেন্ডতোমার সাথে আমার ব্যাপারটা আমার আঙ্গুলের নখের ম্যাজেন্টা আর নীলের কম্বিনেশনে লাগানো নেইলপলিশের মতো, বা আবাসিক এলাকার লেকের ধারে সারাবছর ম্যারম্যারে হয়ে পড়ে থাকা গাছে হঠাৎ আগুন লাগার মতো করে ফুটে ওঠা গনগনে লাল কৃষ্ণচূড়া … Continue reading Dearly beloved, part 6: প্রিয় ‘ছোটলোক’ বয়ফ্রেন্ড
I'll start with a quote from BBC's Sherlock... hold on. I must rant about Sherlock first. Sherlock is a bad show. If you dont wanna read it, scroll below- I 'll leave a mark where the rant ends. It could have been a great show. Between season one and the buildup to the east wind … Continue reading Making Peace With Death
I'm disconnected from my city. Like a long distance relationship, or a secret affair. My city can not see me because her husband has come home. And now me and her, we wait. We wait until the danger goes away. I sneak out at 12am, every night. To catch a glimpse of my city. To … Continue reading The Dhaka Break Up Diary
Why human existence suck. There are three reasons First. is. classism. We all can live happily in this earth. But a select few fucked up the system. And we hate it. But we don't know it's classism. Thus we blame others, we hate women. We hate migrants. We hate minorities. We hate other nations and … Continue reading Rorschach’s Journal
“Dearly beloved” is a series of love letters sent and received over a period of one hundred years. 17/06/1920হিসাব করে দেখলাম, কাজ ছাড়া কারও সাথে বন্ধুত্ব হয় নাই। একটিভিস্ট বন্ধু আছে। কিন্তু ঐ প্ল্যাটফর্মটাই তো কাজের জন্য। এক তুমি… কোন কাজ, প্রয়োজন, কারণ মাথায় না নিয়ে উইকেন্ডে কত ভালো সময় যায়। ফেমিনিজমে চুলকানি নাই, হিজড়া … Continue reading Dearly beloved, part 8: শেষ
Notes from the Underground 