Kazi Nazrul Islam: Hindus and Muslims
Hindus and Muslims by Kazi Nazrul Islam Translated by Tibra Ali for AlalODulal.org One day I was discussing the Hindu-Muslim problem with GurudevRabindranath. Gurudev said: Look, you…
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…
Climbing with friends
Portraits of friends taken during climbing at Turtles in 2018. Click on images before for full pictures.
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…
Discussing Claude Lévi-Strauss with a girl
I once met a girl at a cafe who gave me her phone number. I looked her up on the internet and learned that she had studied…
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,…