Biography of Farrukh Ahmad
Farrukh Ahmad (Bengali-ফররুখ আহমেদ) was a poet and writer of Bangladesh. He was one of the most popular Muslim poets of Modern era.
He was born in the village of Sreepur Upazilla of Magura District. He was the second son of Syed Hatem Ali and Begum Rawshan.
He graduated from Khulna Zila School in 1937 and did his I.A. from Ripon College, Kolkata in 1939. Then enrolled at the prestigious Scottish Church College to study BA (Hons) in Philosophy and English Literature, but was unable to his complete studies.
As a student, Farrukh Ahmed had been attracted to the radical humanism of Manabendra Nath Roy and had participated in leftist politics. From the forties, however, he supported the Pakistan movement. Despite his Pakistani and Islamic ideals, he supported the Language Movement in 1952 and, later, the liberation war of Bangladesh.
His poems reflect the Arabic and Persian legacy in Bengal and are replete with Arabic and Persian words. He also wrote satirical poems and sonnets.
Bangla Academy Award (1960)
President's Award for Pride of Performance (1961)
Adamjee Prize (1966)
UNESCO Prize (1966)
Ekushey Padak (posthumously, 1977)
Swadhinata Puraskar (posthumously, 1980)
Farrukh Ahmad's Works:
Sirazam Munira (1952)
Naufel O Hatem (1961)
Muhurter Kavita (1963)
Habida Marur Kahini (1981)
Books For Children
Pakhir Basa (1965)
Harafer Chhada (1970)
Chhadar Asar (1970)
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- Personal Explanation
- An Atheist's Prayer : His Confession
- A Moment's Poem
- The Sailor Of The Seven Seas
- The Dead-Body
- I Shall Wake You Up
- I Called Her In That Name
- From Outside Of The Cradle
- The Background
- The Mind
- Night At Kanchra Para
On one side at the corner of the broad street
Where dust had no place on black shining pitch
Lies a dead body flat on earth;
The evening crowd never took notice of that.
I know, it's human carcass now flat on earth,
Emaciated with heat and hunger dead and still;
Well-dressed men and women like fiends pass by
−Stone houses like deadly prisons,