Mizanur Rahman Today, Dhamrai proudly stands tall with dignity, and can confidently say that it has given birth to a remarkable number of educated, knowledgeable, scholarly individuals and PhD holders—making it one of the most distinguished regions of the country. Dhamrai, a historically ancient and prosperous region, is enriched with knowledge, wisdom, and wealth. The present-day Dhamrai was not always like this in size or position. Over the passage of time, this beautiful and flourishing...

Mizanur Rahman Your voice feels like the melody of a cuckoo bird, so pure and bright,Your smile like a lotus floating on Mithapukur’s water in gentle light. Your tears seem like the rain that falls in the month of Shraban’s rain,Your graceful walk feels like a creation of Rabindranath’s poetic strain. Are you the Mona Lisa painted by an artist’s skilled hand and pen?Or are you the timeless beauty known as Banalata Sen? Yet in my heart, one thing I feel again and again—You seem even sweeter...

Mizanur Rahman Disclaimer: If the girls get angry, I am not responsible 😄 Jiniya says—“What are you thinking about so much?” Sadia smiles—“Have some tea with biscuits, just a touch.” Jhuma says—“I sleep all day long, it’s my style,” Sumaiya asks—“Are you sleeping or awake all the while?” Natasha says—“You can even have some sweet batasha,” Romana says—“Please calm down your anger, a little softer.” Maria cries—“Please don’t leave me alone, stay,” Mim says—“Will you eat… or horse eggs...