Star Literature

Star Literature

Fiction / Accursed

This is an excerpt from Bibhutibhushan Bandyopadhyay's short story "Abhishapta", translated by Dipty Rahman

2w ago

Poetry / Will you remember me?

When moon fades into dawn and when I pass away with it / Will you think of all that I was?

2w ago

Poetry / Tupperware cake

1 and 3/4 cups of sugar, 2 cups of i-love-you

2w ago

REFLECTIONS / The Doppelgänger

It was actually a bit of a relief to sit on the terrace of the Gezira Pension and have a quiet breakfast before plunging back once more into the traffic of Cairo in search of a carriage to the museum.

3w ago

POETRY / Reserved winter kiss

Where there's no scent of mother, but only a sweet sense of comfort in the touch I remember the warmth of my mother's lap

3w ago

POETRY / Diamanté

I jump from ship to ship, / fly dangling from the claws  of a huge bird in the sky / till my toes scrape mountain-tips. 

3w ago

FICTION / Pills, water, trees, and blood

Nuri had just swallowed a little orange pill dry, when she noticed that the portrait of ‘The Sexual Revolutionary’ had been taken down from the wall of her childhood bedroom.

1m ago

POETRY / New Year resolutions

Wishing you a happy new year! / The coming year? No, years ahead—

1m ago

POETRY / Kafka says

It’s been so long since we last spoke that I don’t think I can talk to you without confessing something. There you were, standing before me

FICTION / Sisyphus laughs: the laughter of God

At last, God heeded Sisyphus’s prayer—a plea he had been making for countless centuries. Each time, he hoisted the rock onto his shoulders, convinced that this would be the time it ascended with ease

FICTION / The plebeians in the twilight

It was the shade of the ashwath that vanquished all one’s weariness from the fiery heat of Choitro. Or else it was not possible for fatigue to be eliminated so quickly.

Tupperware cake

1 and 3/4 cups of sugar, 2 cups of i-love-you

2w ago

Will you remember me?

When moon fades into dawn and when I pass away with it / Will you think of all that I was?

2w ago

Accursed

This is an excerpt from Bibhutibhushan Bandyopadhyay's short story "Abhishapta", translated by Dipty Rahman

2w ago

Diamanté

I jump from ship to ship, / fly dangling from the claws  of a huge bird in the sky / till my toes scrape mountain-tips. 

3w ago

Reserved winter kiss

Where there's no scent of mother, but only a sweet sense of comfort in the touch I remember the warmth of my mother's lap

3w ago

The Doppelgänger

It was actually a bit of a relief to sit on the terrace of the Gezira Pension and have a quiet breakfast before plunging back once more into the traffic of Cairo in search of a carriage to the museum.

3w ago

Kafka says

It’s been so long since we last spoke that I don’t think I can talk to you without confessing something. There you were, standing before me

1m ago

New Year resolutions

Wishing you a happy new year! / The coming year? No, years ahead—

1m ago

Pills, water, trees, and blood

Nuri had just swallowed a little orange pill dry, when she noticed that the portrait of ‘The Sexual Revolutionary’ had been taken down from the wall of her childhood bedroom.

1m ago

De mi para ti;

I see her now, but not in the way I have always seen her—through the lens of service, of duty, of roles—but as a woman whose edges were softened long before I learned her name

1m ago