Have you ever faced those embarrassing moments where your teacher could not pronounce your name right? Have you ever thought of correcting your boss when he called you by a wrong name? Did you ever feel like bashing your friend for spelling your name wrong on your birthday card?

The last-minute crisis of running out of sugar or quenching a thirst for water on a hot summer day without much change in your pocket; sometimes we all need rescuing.

In this busy old city where you can barely have time to sleep or have a heartfelt conversation with your school friend who you last spoke to one year back

When I was a child, I used to wake up to the panic of my mother, jolting me from my deep, peaceful sleep with her screams, “Quick! 5 minutes left!”

Ramadan in summer poses a time challenge of sorts. There are hardly nine hours of time between iftar and sehri, whereas Ramadan in

“Ai chini beshi dudh kom. Likar barai diyo kintu!" my colleague blurts out as she collapses on her chair, throwing the laptop and a pile of papers onto the desk.

You watch your older brother take care of finances and dance at your sister's wedding. But if you thought their growing up only involves them, you could not be more wrong!

Just when we were settling down with uploading stories on Snapchat, Facebook took a step further by promoting their social media with the option of going “live” on Facebook. The benefit? To broaden up opportunities and innovate the “global village.”

Once upon a time there used to be 'melas', or local fairs, even in Dhaka. Baishakhi mela, Muharram mela, Eid mela, and Durga Puja mela were just a few of the variety of melas that we use to have.

Star Melodies, the initiative of The Daily Star promoting Bangla music, will host a celebration of traditional folk songs of Bengal by

“This is unbelievable,” I grunted. None of the 'licensed' yellow rickshaws were anywhere in sight from where I stood in Gulshan 1 after my classes had ended around 4pm that Tuesday.

The third Tuesday of March is the mostly unmarked and unusually designated special day—Tea for Two Tuesday!

I heard that I would hear people speak Bengali in its shops, restaurants, roads and alleys. I was told that I would see women shopping in sari and shalwar kameez, and men discussing international politics over shingara and steaming cups of tea.

Nasrin Sultana, 56 and mother of two, remembers a radio show she and her sisters most enthusiastically used to listen to in their childhood.

With February, we have stepped into those few days of the year when we see roses everywhere, with covert or overt declarations of undying love from those who believe in 'special days' coupled with the disdainful rants from some confident couples who declare that every day is in fact special to them.

Badminton is a sport that highlights skill and dexterity over brute strength. Yet when is the last time you can recall going out in the field or the street to enjoy a good game with your racket and shuttlecock?

Every woman dreads the day her man gets preoccupied with the idea of making a private den inside the love nest.

A Hollywood picnic is simple: a park, the leading-lady in a cute sundress, a picnic basket, and the youth in love.

A candy is not only an element made of sugar and flavours that thrives in your body in the shape of flabs; rather it is the Severus Snape to your little Hogwarts that is called 'life'.

If you love noise, laughter, clink of gold bangles, gossip, full-flavoured food, makeup, music, insincere praises, and have a skin thick enough to endure caustic remarks about your age, weight, height and marital status, a 'deshi' wedding is 'the' place to be.