Bøker av Ujjol Kamal

"Death is only life's way to say nature abhors vacuum. Every particle gets recycled. Every life is death's door."Ujjol Kamal

"To my beloved mother, Khorsheda Begum, to whom I owe every beat and breath of my life. She is the most humble, warm, honorable, kind, awe-inspiring, beautiful mother that the Universe ever had to offer through the infinite, timeless eons of time, space and faith.Dearest mom, I love you more than I can ever say or express, in words or phrase." Ujjol Kamal

This collection of poetry, my 11th book, I dedicate to my one and only kind, gracious, beautiful sister, Nargish Jahan Hena. A woman, a wife, a mother, a sister, a daughter, an embodiment of sanctity, kindness, and purity.Dear Apa (older sister) every time I see you, I lose myself in your warm welcome embrace, and your kind words are like prayer that act as solace to our restless hearts.

So many nations, So many borders, boundaries, barriers, bayonets, bibles And yet It is only one planet

"We needed to create God, religion and Satan to justify our ignorance cruelty and shut eyes." Ujjol Kamal

"I was born out of the conjunction of ovum and sperm Then I was given a name, a religion and a race Some letters to write And a book to read Rules to live by" Ujjol Kamal