October 2, 2026
My parents viewed the Dhaka-Chattogram highway as a lawless river of steel. Their solution was to ride the intercity bus — a massive, multi-ton behemoth that felt like a rolling castle. Inside, we felt insulated from the chaos.
September 14, 2026
It was not the world I could not face, for I loved its wildness. It was simply people who scared me.
October 24, 2025
Once a year we cheer this fear and get our fill, each chill a thrill. We’re children still down deep inside where we must hide from guts and gore galore.