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Story

The Moon’s Dahlia by Rehnuma Siddique

The last time they saw her, she had her melon-red dupatta lightly draped around like an ominous melody. Her eyes had the shine of newly polished diamonds; as if she had just seen something out of the sky. That wasn’t the only...

Translation

Poems by Shimul Salahuddin

A myth of a seizure   There is no one  no where though nobody belonged to! Only a mountain the golden mountain We have had our days on this golden mountain No silver, no metal, no copper, no clay Only glittering gold...

Travelogue

Story

The Moon’s Dahlia by Rehnuma Siddique

The last time they saw her, she had her melon-red dupatta lightly draped around like an ominous melody. Her eyes had the shine of newly polished diamonds; as if she had just seen something out of the sky. That wasn’t the only...