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Penance

Nudrat Lohani | ২৩ ফেব্রুয়ারি ২০০৮ ৩:৩৫ অপরাহ্ন

Won’t you save me, hon?
Standing at your threshold,
Mundane madness.
My hair blows in the screaming wind.
And here they come.

Won’t you save me, hon?
Drenched in your holy water;
My demons gone mad.
Trumpets of the death parade.
And here they come.

Won’t you save me, hon?
My skin might crawl,
But I am willing to purge
My sanity.
Through the hollow heart
Of your prisoner.
Sweat beads of my penance
Lazily surface on my forehead.
Sluggishly climbing down my age lines
To your vision of the white.
And here they come.

And I leap.
Reach out for your halo.
My fingers forge through
Your holograph.

And here they are.
Melting us.
Purging us.
Merging us.
As your essence rises above me.

Oh honey,
Save me.

Twist of fate

Stawb Peter | ৩১ জানুয়ারি ২০০৮ ১১:২৫ অপরাহ্ন

“Kid… you sure about this? Look this isn’t a toy…it’s the real thing—you pull the trigger and it’s all over in a split second!”

moonlight-rater-pistol-2.jpgHe was sweating profusely; sweat dripping off his forehead said it all. His heart was in his mouth, and he exactly knew what he was doing. His eyes showed the gravity, his voice transcended his determination. He looked straight in the eye and said, “I know what I’m doing. Just give it to me, you got your money, give me my thing—there’s someone I need to take care of.”

There was a moment of silence and glances. No words, only heavy breathing, the atmosphere was all nerves. With the pistol under his jacket Jason walked off in the darkness. It was high time he took care of someone… That someone was… he himself! (সম্পূর্ণ…)

My eleven-hour love story

Asif Ahmed Noor | ১৭ জানুয়ারি ২০০৮ ১১:১৫ পূর্বাহ্ন

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“It’s one…where are you?”

“Yeah I’m right here; I’ll see you in about five minutes.”

“Ok, then I’ll wait right here on level two. Come fast.”

There was a beep at the other end. With a quick glance at his wrist watch Oni smiled and rushed through the crowded pavement. It’s one in the afternoon; he’s half an hour late for his first date. Now that he was almost there – all on a sudden he felt this butterfly effect in his stomach, as if he was anticipating his O-level results! It’s been three years since he knows Amreen and they’ve talked numerous times on the phone, but today everything was so different.

Three years back, one fine but not so sunny morning Oni pressed “2” to speed dial on his cell phone. Next thing he heard Ahaana’s cell ringing. Ahaana who? His newly found best friend! How they met is another story, but within two rings there was a “hello” from the other side. Oni started off the usual way, “Good morning dear and how are we doing this morning?” (সম্পূর্ণ…)


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