Discussion by Zahidur Rahim

Literature is born from literature in solitary and endless forms: what to write, the world or life or world life or world nature tells the poet from ear to ear; But in the case of literature, what-to-write and how-to-write are indivisible, unless the ideal of writing is not clear in the mind" - Buddhadev Basu ['Kavita' magazine/ Ashwin 1353 issue.

TS Eliot, one of the most influential poets of the 20th century, wrote, "Good poetry approximates a condition of good prose". Eliot himself is a great poet, even after being a Nobel laureate, I have thought a lot about why he gave so much importance to prose in literary discussions. In literature, 'fiction' and ' Before the division of non-fiction, everything was together. This poet of Bacon's own language understood that the father of modern English prose, Francis Bacon's 'essay', was different from the 'essay' of French prose. . And this is not to speak of the 'dull', 'dull' world of the English language. I think the reverse of Eliot's statement is also true, and at the same time To be united with the reader in a different tone. Writing like 'lovely prose' or 'intimate prose' is more useful than Bengali dictionaries. The writer's writing is more useful Clarity of vision is not only needed to create, but also to guide the complex divisions of modern literature. I would like to say something about these words as an introduction.

He has soaked the truth of individual life, world and human world in the juice of his heart and offered it to the branches of time in the 'world of lies'.

Two days ago, I got Atiq Farooq's prose book 'Here some more sunshine'. Having witnessed my personal 'anarchy' in both reading and writing, I read this book along with a few others. As a reader, while reading any prose, I want to see the 'flow' or 'order' of the prose. Accepting the importance of subject or aspect, I would like to say that the first condition for the writer to develop as a writer is to be dynamic within the writing. Evaluating any writing requires a great deal of discussion, research and time-consuming analysis, and some may do, I just want to identify the traces that Atiq Farooq walks in this book.

Two contrasting philosophies operate in the perception and expression of prose and poetry. Poetry draws the light of all external senses and holds it in the heart. Prose does the opposite. Prose conveys a particular feeling by covering it with external visual gaiety. Atik has merged himself in the familiar ground formed by the mixture of time, life and sense. That is why the tone of his prose is different, soft and sincere. He has soaked the truth of the individual life, the world and the human world in the juice of his heart and offered it to the branches of time in the 'world of lies'. That 'nature of truth', 'density of juice' and 'magnitude of the branch' - whatever a professor or researcher writes, I will only write what is in that branch.

As if the writer is looking for a way to create a different version, there is a strange urge to express himself.

In the book 'Here's a bit of sunshine', the author forces the other-minded eyes and ears to pay attention with 'clean one sense'. And shake the reader's feelings in such a way that they come back into balance. As if what the reader expects, if it doesn't seem like it (the reader) will find himself in another thought and world. And that's why it becomes a more fascinating, unexpectedly exciting journey for the reader. Why do I feel that Atiq's prose is "oversophisticated" in some areas, there are "prose contexts" and "context breakdowns" in some places of the writing. The author has repeatedly stepped into that gap, willingly or unwillingly.

In prose I look for promise, I look for an 'alternative ideal' of my own liberation.

In prose I look for promise, I look for an 'alternative ideal' of my own liberation. It's your own. If that is not grasped, the prose language, no matter how rusty, no matter how easily digestible it is, has no staying power for me as a reader. In the book 'Here is more sunshine', the author finds his 'prose voice' in every letter. There is an urge for self-discovery, where he wants to go. There is a sense of caring and kind presence throughout all of that pursuit. As if the writer is looking for a way to create a different version, there is a strange urge to express himself. Searching for that path is the real path, the creation of this search is the art.

Books published in 2019.