আমি কান্না করি যখন আপনি সহাস্যে জঙ্গল বিনাশ করেন। আমি কান্না করি যখন আপনি হৃদয়ে দেওয়াল নির্মাণ করেন আর নিজের গণ্ডীকে আরও দুর্ভেদ্য করেন। আমি কান্না করি
Abstract: Key words: lynching, dry “Dry September” was one of William Faulkner’s (1857-1962) best short stories. It is a tale of ‘lynching.’ The story weaves the theme of lynching, rumour,
Ask not my country Or state. Ask not my trade Or job. Ask not my tongue Or region. Ask not the colour Of my blood. Ask
My difficulties lay deeper. It was more than I could believe that Jesus was the only incarnate Son of God, and that only he who believed in him would have
Tagore! You are our poet, our identity, Our leader, our mentor, To whom we return At dark nights and in shining days. Tagore! You are a torch-bearer, A cool
1 Bilkis! you are not Lucrece you have no lily hand or rosy cheek and your eyes are not marigolds, hair not golden threads either or skin snow white.
