Biography of Binoy Barman
MA in English from the University of Dhaka. MPhil in Semantics and PhD in Syntax. Now working at Daffodil International University in Dhaka, Bangladesh as the Assistant Professor and Head, Department of English. Especially interested in language and literature. Writes regular column in Star Campus magazine of The Daily Star.
Binoy Barman's Works:
1. Chomskyo Byakaran (Oitijjha,2007)
2. ELT Theory and Practice (Friends Book Corner,2006)
3. Language: Grammar, Reading, Writing and Comprehension (Friends Book Corner,2005)
4. Basic Language Skills Practice (Friends Book Corner,2004)
5. Chhara Jato Kara (Kathaprakash,2004)
6. Habijabi (Nandini Sahitya O Pathchakra,2002)
7. Dwelling (Asia Publications,2000)
8. Himu Has Got Some Blue Lotuses (Dibya Prakash,1998)
Binoy Barman Poems
The drone goes on, ceaseless, careless Bo…bo…bo… Thousand of bees sing together To celebrate the football season
Tit for tat
If you pull the tail of a dog You are bit or chased by that Tit for tat!
Just a while ago a black cow gave birth to a white calf Dawn, smooth, soft and balmy Smile of child bloom in dewdrops Leaves and grass bathe in the shower
Can You Imagine?
Can you imagine a land Where a tortoise runs faster than a hare Gold is cheaper than sand And to fight lion and tiger a fawn dare?
Ant and Elephant
Is it logical to compare an ant and an elephant? Where is the problem? The size? An elephant is so large in slow pace
Fishes swim merrily in aquarium My mind swims with them They give me a lot of pleasure Each to me a priceless gem.
My death never comes to me I do not see my death, you see My death is not any event in my life As I do not live to experience it
The king did not know what is wrong and right He ruled the land with a strong sense of might People had no say no choice Gagged was everybody’s voice
The moon floats dead in the sky Stars have stopped blinking Nowhere any shade of light The night is bright.
Our eyes are sensitive to light They can recognise When it is day and when it is night.
The eyes of night was a pair of full moons Sitting by the gloom with blooming fragrance Black hole shedding stream of light lavishly All words on earth inundated heavenly trance.
The Last Kiss
Evening wind was in blithe mood Eyes of parrot glowing with passion Flowers spreading scent all around When the goddess of love left station.
The moon blazes like the sun and
Butterflies are crazy in the lap of flowers
Can you remember the beckon of her hand?
Heart a desert full of thirsty showers.
Rustling leaves play with dream
A bunch of shadow in her palm
The big snake of river flow upstream
Waves of youth sing cool and calm.