Potpourri

‘F’ for Father

  By NAVEED GILANI My eleventh grade Chemistry teacher in Notre Dame College Dhaka, Fr. Graham, once advised us to

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My Indian Summer

By NAVEED GILANI “Indian summer is like a woman. Ripe, hotly passionate, but fickle, she comes and goes as she

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Remembering Abbu

By NAVEED GILANI Abbu’s epitaph reads: Say not in grief that he is no more but say in thankfulness that he

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