Sabrina N Bhuiyan

What a wonderful time of the year it is right now! The blessed Ramadan has brought us the opportunity to get closer to Allah yet again, and we couldn’t be more grateful. With anxious anticipation, we are awaiting the Eid day, and preparations for it are in full swing to make sure

Ah! A summer Eid in Dhaka. Bright mornings that begin with warm greetings, and delicious, lavish breakfasts are reminiscent of childhood and happiness. Sunny afternoons that are redolent with silvery smiles and rustle of crisp new muslin saris perfumed sweet from the cardamom and rosewater.

It is a fact universally acknowledged that women’s hearts are set aflutter by the sheen and shimmer of gold. That it is an investment and something one passes down to the next generation, is only secondary. What truly matters is its aesthetic role in adorning a woman

As most parents would agree, sending your precious little one to school for the very first time can be a daunting experience.

Raising children in a city like Dhaka is no small feat. Challenges of all manners routinely plague the daily lives of us parents.

What is your earliest memory of Baishakh? Is it of soothing Tagore songs playing in the background, the sight of your mother adorned in her festive red and white Gorod sari...

Among other things, flowers are truly Mother Nature’s best gift. In any form, their beauty and aura brings joy and happiness that is quite unlike anything else.

It's amazing how the clothes we wear, so seemingly utilitarian and mundane, has superpowers. Now, before getting told off for a dramatic choice of word, allow me to elaborate —

There comes a time when every civilisation faces a conundrum. Without a doubt, it is the thought of what lies ahead.

Do you feel the change in the air? The morning sun shines a little brighter and warmer, there is a nip in the air that's pleasantly refreshing, little buds are blossoming into blousy flowers!

You and your significant other have managed to tide over the first year of marriage with success! You learned to enjoy each other's differences, be patient with flaws, and prioritised love and understanding above all else.

You would be hard pressed to find one person who is not fond of this magical time of the year —sublime mornings perfect for brunches begin with soft rays of the

What is your earliest memory? Chances are that it is of your mum, smiling and singing a lullaby — such a fleeting moment, but one frozen in time, simply because of its nuances and sweetness. You remember her enchanting smile, the way the corner of her eyes creased, the scent of her skin and her fragrant hair as it touched your face. And that vision, for in your eyes she's nothing short of it, is forever etched in your mind; it's your core memory.

I can't recall much from those two years but her, I remember vividly. A year senior to us, she was someone everyone noticed, even the most serious bookworms and nerds who seemed to live and breathe S1 and P1 syllabuses.

It is an interesting time for fashion in Dhaka right now. More and more people are becoming aware of their appearance, and there is a shift in perspective to that end.

A sari is not a mere piece of garment for Bengali women. In its delicate folds lie hundreds of years of tradition. An attire so imbued in our culture and heritage, it feels special every single time, and bestows its wearer with grace and poise.

The Bengali aesthetic sense has been enamoured with the allure of the sari since time immemorial. This love affair is further stoked during the all-important festive season. But the human heart is known to be predisposed to whims and fancies. And when it comes to us women choosing outfits, it acts fickle and hence, foibles ensue.

There was always a charm to going to the market as a happy horde, with the needs of every member listed out. Shopping for clothes was particularly time-consuming, in the heyday of shopping centres like Eastern Plaza and Alpana Plaza, as one would have to try endless pieces to get the right size! Parents used to make all the sartorial decisions, and the young ones had to go along with it. Many families would

At long last Baishakh is here. We bid adieu to all that is old and weary, making way for new and auspicious tidings. The time to celebrate life in all its glory is here, and a sense of rejuvenation and renewal is prevalent all around. This festive energy touches every aspect of Bengali life, as we like to embrace the spirit of Baishakh wholeheartedly!

Without a doubt, Baishakh is the most awaited season in the Bengali calendar. What could be more uplifting than the warm sun filtering through the windows and clear blue skies?