Art and Culture
Have we forgotten Ahmed Imtiaz Bulbul?
It was March 27, 1971. The curfew was relaxed for a few hours. Whenever the curfew was lifted, Ahmed Imtiaz Bulbul would take his bicycle and first visit Dhaka Medical College, then Palashi Fire Service, the grounds of Dhaka University, Rokeya Hall, and around the British Council—witnessing one corpse after another. He then decided to take revenge for the horrific genocide. That afternoon, he forcefully entered a Bihari's house, took a gun, and formed a small group. He explained to the group, "We need more weapons." During this time, several Biharis' homes were looted for weapons. Using these weapons, he established the first base for the liberation war in Zinzira.
7-day Eid programme on Nexus TV
On the occasion of Eid-ul-Fitr, Bangladesh's popular TV channel Nexus Television has organized a 7-day colorful programme. The special programs include movies, entertainment talk shows, beauty shows and music events.
A cultural beacon Sanjida Khatun, a life beyond death
In every nation, among every people and culture, there are individuals who dedicate their entire lives to the relentless pursuit of art, humanity, and the greater good of their country. They become torchbearers, guiding lights, never looking back at their own personal gains or momentary pleasures. One such extraordinary individual was Sanjida Khatun (April 4, 1933 – March 25, 2025), the former president of Chhayanaut.
The day was March 7
Every person has one or multiple names. A person’s identity is tied to their name. For some, a single name is enough to last a lifetime, while for others, more than one is needed. When life changes course, titles or fragrant adjectives may be added to a name, which gradually becomes an inseparable part of the original name. At that point, it becomes nearly impossible to distinguish the original name from its branches. Still, people are always attached to their names; they live and die with their names. Everyone resides in their name.
Bangladesh’s art treasures deserve a global stage: Clare Hindle
Clare Hindle, Founding Director of the World Art Foundations, has shared her insights with Gallery Cosmos on Bangladesh’s art scene, highlighting the country’s remarkable treasures and diverse ways to connect people globally.
Farewell to Anjanda in the ocean of memories
The news of Anjanda’s passing came as a shock. Unbelievable. It’s hard to accept that filmmaker Zahidur Rahim Anjan, our beloved Anjanda, is no longer with us. We will no longer see him at Aziz Market, Shahbagh, or at various film festivals and seminars.
All state affairs must be conducted in mother tongue
I think that sometimes the enemy acts as a friend while committing enmity. The attitude towards the enemy softens when the enemy refrains from committing enmity or shows some generosity. Such a position of the enemy is not only confusing, but also harmful. Only an intelligent enemy has the capacity to create such confusion in the mind.
No use at all levels, genuine hurdle of Bangla as language
For the past few years, it has been stated in the written articles and audiovisual media of Bangladesh that the Bangla language has become as polluted as the rivers of the country. This pollution is reportedly mainly happening in three areas: 1. Standard Bangla pronunciation in English or dialectal style, 2. Using English-Hindi-dialectal words instead of Bangla words while speaking, and 3. Spelling distortion. The finger of blame has been pointed at various private media outlets including FM radio. The reality is that even though standard Bangla is spoken in the media with so-called pure pronunciation, speaking the Bangla language in an English accent or mixing English words in Bangla will not stop. People do not learn the language by listening to FM radio, FM radio wants to attract the attention of its customers and listeners by broadcasting programmes in the language they speak, in the interest of profit.
'Chaingja: Khrang' staged in Bandarban after decade
After a decade, the play 'Chaingja: Khrang' was staged in Bandarban, organized by the Bangladesh Shilpakala Academy’s Training Department as part of the First Munir Chowdhury National Drama Festival-2025.
Wish to depart after contributing to humanity
The environment of my early childhood was quite the opposite. It was highly conducive to growing up with a healthy, vibrant mind. I was the eldest son in the family. My oldest sister—whom we referred to as "Boro Apa"—was eight years older than me. When she was five years old, my second sister was born. The entire family was eagerly awaiting a son, so the birth of two consecutive daughters left everyone very disappointed. The one most upset by this was my older sister herself. She was furious that her sibling was another sister instead of a brother. In her frustration, when my second sister was only about one and a half to two years old, she tried to suffocate her by stuffing a bicycle pump nozzle into her mouth and attempting to pump air into her.
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