Propping up a hood against a mild December chill, a lone figure strides forward along the train platform.

Mehedi woke up in a cold sweat. Was he ready? Could he possibly be the man to outdo Rohit Kohli, that too in his first match? Would anyone buy that? Seriously, he thought, it was asking too much... he wouldn't have believed it.

Back in school, my friends and I had no access to the internet. This was due to our parents' steadfast belief that the internet was the root of all evil in this world.

In the battle of the present versus the cataclysmic future, Cristiano Ronaldo showed that humans still have a chance against the genetic freaks of modern science as he bounced back from being down 4-1 in the Ballon d'Or count against Argentina's Lionel Messi.

This year, 2017, has been a very eventful one. Major events of the year have included hurricanes, refugee crises, and the so-called left being beaten and battered so badly that they now have to cheer for...

Art and text by Abir Shome AKA-R Mutt, 2016

I tried breathing in Dhaka and honestly, if you haven't tried it yourself, I can't recommend it to you. It's a waste of your time—simply the worst.

He was grinning from ear to ear as I headed towards him, his deep-set eyes beaming with joy. All of a sudden, that look of love vanished. He had spotted the man walking beside me, my “bestie”, laughing deliriously over some awful joke I'd just cracked.

Propping up a hood against a mild December chill, a lone figure strides forward along the train platform.

Cracking down on time theft by government officials using the excuse of “sitting on committees”, the government yesterday decided to form a committee to oversee all other committees.

Though he thought he had already died, the old poet found himself stumbling around a shady drugstore. Exhausted, as though from a long descent, the poet fell to the curb in a heap.

We live in parallel worlds—one in which everything seems to happen in a single moment and another in which nothing seems to happen at any moment.

As a proud Bangladeshi of the 21st century, I embrace the role of the oppressed. I credit my therapist for this—“Look at the silver lining,” she says, “focus on the positives”. So I do.

The rise of the nefarious whistleblowing group QiPileaks has the country of Bangladesh both alarmed and happy.

"Well then, Star Weekend dares you take part in a contest that has been very unimaginatively titled the “Quote Game”. There are a number of statements and you need to guess the name of the speaker. Consider yourself a “News Guru” if you get more than eight correct. The answers are given at the bottom. "

In October 2016, one particularly astute professor (let's call her VC-aspirant A) received an intel “through reliable sources” that the government would soon appoint a pro-Vice Chancellor at Rajshahi University,

For starters, it is not yet killing you. You may be reading this, shivering quietly, your fingers about to figuratively snap off as you hold this paper (more likely a phone). But it hasn't killed you yet.

Bengal Classical Music Festival 2017

I am 25 years old, from Bogra. Biologically I am a woman but I cannot declare myself as gender conforming. Nor do I have an exact answer to give when asked whether I am gender non-binary.

As soon as I left college, I decided to keep long hair. Having studied in Cantonment School and College, I never had the leeway to do this thus far. Whenever my hair grew an inch, it attracted the immediate attention of my teachers.