The Second Eternity
[This was published in Carved Voices and is based on an earlier essay of mine.] Late one evening, as I waited for her outside the public…
Love and Time
More time is not more eternity. — Juan Ramón Jiménez What if someone or something exists only for a very short interval of time? Would you…
Jamal Nazrul Islam and the Ultimate Fate of the Universe
Image of Jamal Nazrul Islam © Nasir Ali Mamun Jamal Nazrul Islam and the Ultimate Fate of the Universeby Tibra Ali For Nargis Naaz Islam[Originally published…
Rain on the Window
I am in the back of a car. It is late at night. Outside it’s raining. Outside it’s Monsoon. As the car passes through small village…
Metaphorica
Remember when words fell on the soft ground of your mind like big droplets of rain? Or when they rose up like incense smoke in the…
Antipodes
II. Vortices of dreams Gulf streams of treacherous shadows Enchantment of deep slumber at the rocky edges of the night… Like the ancient rhythm of siren…
The Trial of David B.
“Someone must have slandered Josef K., for one morning, without having done anything truly wrong, he was arrested.” — Franz Kafka, “The Trial” I was reminded…
The Sundarbans and our guiltless sleep
The Sundarbans and our guiltless sleep by Tibra Ali for AlalODulal.org [Originally published on AlalODulal.org on SEPTEMBER 24, 2013] In the south-west of Bangladesh stand the…
Staying Back
The Bangladeshi psyche is a moral and political waste land today. In this dizzying and disorienting kaleidoscope of decay, one name shines more brightly than anyone…
Journeys to Beautiful Oblivion
1. Before he becomes aware of the truly awe-inspiring nature of death, every young man romanticizes death. In his book The Book of Laughter and Forgetting,…