Visiting Ground Zero

Sorry it took me this long to come here. I was in NYC, 5th grade, when 9/11 happened. I still remember to this day how teachers got us together and told us we were having an early dismissal. Confused, we asked why. The day had barely even started. My teacher said that the twin towers…

Published Poem

I recently submitted a poem to Robi, an online literary journal, by Bangladeshi Identity Project. As it says on its introduction page, this journal in intended for the Bengali diaspora by the Bengali diaspora. It’s for us Bengalis that belong there, in our native country, but call this place our home too. Despite speaking our…

Winter in Bangladesh

The best part of a foggy, wintry morning in the rural parts around here is enjoying the sweet, sweet, raw molasses, freshly collected from the sap of date trees, free of dust, noise, pollution, and corruption.     A big thank you to baba (my father) who helped me understand the process of how the…

Mother Language Day- 21st of February-

Today is the day we celebrate out language, Bengali, and a day we commemorate to the martyrs who died for our language on this day in 1952 in the Bengali Language Movement Demonstration held in Dhaka, Bangladesh. UNESCO acknowledges this day as International Mother Language Day which promotes peace and multilingualism and protects mother languages…

Dadi’s Garden

I wanna go back 😭. I spent the first six years of my life here. This specific window led to my grandmother’s tiny garden. Every once in a while she would have it opened to tend to the plants. We both would stand on this side of the window watching the plants being watered or…

The Voices of Despair

This is a recount of my father during the Liberation War. It was about the time he became separated from his family when Pakistani soldiers stormed his village and they were forced to leave everything and flee for their lives.

Where I’m From

I am from Dhaka, The heart of Bangladesh. I am from the close-knit family That always stood together under one shadow. I am from my grandparent’s village, Where the love of nature grew in my heart, Just like it was there always. I am from the grandparents Who loved and raised me with care. I…