- February 20, 2017
Is there a fatal flaw in the way we see women?In the same month as International Women’s Day, Bangladesh, not quite as international as it may pretend to be, was privy to three instances of women taking the front seat in the news.
First, a story that ironically came out just as we passed our 45th birthday as an independent and free nation: In a village in Chandpur, it was discovered that women haven’t been voting for generations because an Indian pir had come in the 70s and issued a fatwa and had decried that women in the village need not do so.READ MORE
I am one of the privileged many (or the unprivileged, depending on how you choose to see it) who wasn’t there as our country found itself submerged in war and bloodshed, as its mother tongue started to fade from the tongues of its citizens.READ MORE
We must learn to respect the needs and rights of all citizens, regardless of religion, creed, or faith
The best thing about Dhaka on a Friday — at least, until the evening — is how vacant the streets are. Too tired by a five-day, nine-plus-hour work week, the denizens sleep in and rest. Even as I go out, the lack of vehicles, despite a hot almost-summer day, keeps the heat bearable.
And because there aren’t as many obstructions — and I don’t know if I actually feel this or imagine it — there seems to be a slight breeze blowing through the winding streets of this fast imploding behemoth of a city.READ MORE
Each individual has his or her own form of suffering, which cannot be measured on a scaleWhen it comes to the plight of men, women, and children, it is perhaps the case that each group is ensconced in its own personal bubble, and within that, each individual is inside further and smaller bubbles of solipsistic vulnerabilities and insecurities.READ MORE