The Great Wall of China stands as a testament of human endurance and perseverance. Few things in this world can compare to this awe-inspiring architectural feat. I knew I had to go and see it on my recent trip to Beijing.

The Guardian's review of Mohammed Hanif's Red Birds points out how Momo, one of its characters, “complicates our picture of helpless children in refugee camps.”

Solo Exhibition of Jamal Ahmed “Chronicles in Charcoal”

Just a few days back, The Daily Star ran a report that students' enrollment in government primary schools is decreasing sharply.

Like other remote villages in Bangladesh, in Barapushia, a small village in Gazipur, having your period is something to be kept a secret.

While declaring the schedule for the upcoming general election, Chief Election Commissioner (CEC) KM Nurul Huda in his speech on November 8, commented that people “irrespective of their caste, creed, and religion get into a festive mood on Election Day”.

Raisa is a final year student at Dhaka University's (DU) science faculty. She lives in Kabi Sufia Kamal Hall, where the gates close at 9.30pm sharp.

Ensuring proper safety for women remains a far cry as women still face harassment and ignominious behaviour when outside on the streets.

At the onset of a national election, we hope the polls are going to be free and fair with the participation of all political parties.

Arriving at Heathrow Airport made Robiul fidgety. He'd been waiting over an hour to pass the immigration desk. Back home, he'd heard a few unpleasant stories, where immigration officers would refuse entry to anyone they were not satisfied with, even if that passenger had a visa.

The population of Dhaka is almost 20 million and it is set to grow even larger. People from other cities and rural areas are attracted to the city life because of the

For 20-year-old housewife Ripa, it was a usual weekend morning. Her one-year-old daughter Ayesha had woken her up at around 7 am and was repeatedly pointing to the window, wanting to go outside.

I once found a cassette recording of myself aged two. In it I only sound your nickname again and again “Zahed, Zahed, Zahed….” It was the mantra of my life.

My first comic book was an act of negotiation at the age of five. A distant, teenage cousin had come to live in our house and he held a copy of an Archie comic.

The ferry, a much smaller vessel than I'd expected, bobbed up and down as it cut across the Rio del Plata. We were en route to Colonia del Sacramento—a quaint coastal town in Uruguay.

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Backstage at this year's Dhaka Lit Fest was a riot of activity—of footsteps, voices, human bodies all jostling to snag a conversation with some of their favourite cultural minds.

Before writing this article, I decided to ask a few people why they chose to attend this year's Dhaka Lit Fest (DLF). Most of them said they wanted to take a picture with Tilda Swinton.

“This is a particularly timely film and in many ways, and perhaps self-contradicting ways, a comforting film.

When you step into a theatre to watch a film based on a very popular book, you take your seat with certain expectations. Based on Humayun Ahmed's popular novel of the same name, Debi is no exception.