bangladesh, identity, immigrant experience

for your 241st birthday-

it has been an interesting year being American or rather contemplating "what am I?" [because I've mentioned before, "I'm from New York" never sufficed] too foreign for my mother-land too "FOB*" to be from here so what I am was lost somewhere between land, water, and the sky I am a woman I am an… Continue reading for your 241st birthday-

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bangladesh, Gender-based Violence, identity, immigrant experience, public health

forgotten tale of independence

**Trigger Warning** chabish-ey March (26th March) independence day we celebrate but let us not forget... the systematic killing of our people "Operation Lightsearch" war crime/death squads infiltrating the streets of Dhaka, or the disappearance of half of Chittagong's population the cleansing- genocide of over 3 million people atrocities of religious leaders endorsing "gonimoter maal" (war… Continue reading forgotten tale of independence

immigrant experience

she is~

from a land where genocide was not recognized from a tongue that could never be translated from the womb with a heart of gold from his word that she would be even more successful ...than a son from the amnesty of a special agricultural worker from a soul of remittances work to live by-the-day from… Continue reading she is~

Gender-based Violence, immigrant experience, public health, Uncategorized

Speaking Against the Silencing of Survivors

It wasn't easy to think about it...I was afraid to write about this; perhaps that's the very reason that I should.  **Trigger Warning** - This post is about sexual assault & gender-based violence. Perhaps in the 5th or 6th grade- I remember one Saturday, I was late to the mosque for a weekly session. That day,… Continue reading Speaking Against the Silencing of Survivors

immigrant experience, Uncategorized

Exploring an Identity (Part 2: “Our People v. Your People”)

"ebhabei amader manush jibon katai" (this is how our people spend their lives) - a common preface or ending to any melancholic observation or story. For a long time I thought these people (living in Bangladesh) were "my people," but I realized it is a difficult concept to grasp. How can they possibly be my… Continue reading Exploring an Identity (Part 2: “Our People v. Your People”)