Farah Ghuznavi is a Bangladeshi writer, development worker, journalist and translator. She studied at the

London School of Economics , mottoeng = To understand the causes of things , established = , type = Public research university , endowment = £240.8 million (2021) , budget = £391.1 millio ...

. Ghuznavi has worked for the

Grameen Bank Grameen Bank ( bn, গ্রামীণ ব্যাংক) is a microfinance organisation and community development bank founded in Bangladesh. It makes small loans (known as microcredit or "grameencredit") to the impoverished without requi ...

, the

United Nations Development Programme The United Nations Development Programme (UNDP)french: Programme des Nations unies pour le développement, PNUD is a United Nations agency tasked with helping countries eliminate poverty and achieve sustainable economic growth and human dev ...

Christian Aid Christian Aid is the relief and development agency of 41 Christian (Protestant, Catholic and Orthodox) churches in the UK and Ireland, and works to support sustainable development, eradicate poverty, support civil society and provide disaster ...

UK and other non-governmental organizations. She is a regular contributor to The Star weekend magazine. Her story "Judgement Day" was highly commended at the 2010

Commonwealth Short Story Competition Commonwealth Foundation presented a number of prizes between 1987 and 2011. The main award was called the Commonwealth Writers' Prize and was composed of two prizes: the Best Book Prize (overall and regional) was awarded from 1987 to 2011; the Best ...

. Her story "Getting There" placed second in the short story competition of the Oxford Gender Equality Festival. Her stories have appeared in a number of anthologies and literary magazines published in the United States, the United Kingdom, Singapore and Bangladesh. She was editor for the ''Lifelines'' anthology published in India. A collection of her stories ''Fragments of Riversong'' was published in 2013. Ghuznavi writes her stories in English.

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