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In his writing career spreading over more than two decades, Jahir published only three novels (1988, 1995, 2006) and three collections of short stories (1985,1999,2004). Two collections of his selected novels and short stories wree published in 2007. His birthplace (Bhuter Goli in Narinda, part of the Old Dhaka city) had been a recurring theme in many of his stories and novels. Two of his short stories have been made into films, "Chaturtha Matra" by Nurul Alam Atik from the story with the same name and another, "Phul Kumar" from his short story,Ei Shamay. There has been other attempts to document and fictionalise Shahidul Jahir by Sarwar(?) based on Kothay Paabo Taare. Jahir's many memorable characters include Abdul Karim (the unemployed youth), Akalu (the village migrant) and Shefali (the mysterious girl whom nobody seems to find).
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