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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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

public health

“Dui-ti shontaner beshi noy…”[“Not more than 2 children…”]

Background: International Centre for Diarrheaol Disease Research, Bangladesh (icddr,b) is a research institution "committed to solving public health problems facing low- and middle-income countries through innovative scientific research – including laboratory-based, clinical, epidemiological and health systems research." I am a bit ashamed to admit that just a few months ago, I questioned who would to… Continue reading “Dui-ti shontaner beshi noy…”[“Not more than 2 children…”]

public health, Uncategorized

Exploring an Identity (Part 1)

These past few weeks have been really interesting for me. Background: It is the first time I am visiting my motherland for a purpose other than family. It also happens to be my first time in a public health research setting (aside from an academic setting and a small community based organization I interned at… Continue reading Exploring an Identity (Part 1)

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Justice for Tonu & All Women in Bangladesh

On the 45th birthday of my Motherland, it pains me to write of such sadness. My heart aches. It has been for the past few days. I am a female. I have a mother, a sister, a friend. And then there was Tonu, in Bangladesh, who was only 3 years younger than me. There were… Continue reading Justice for Tonu & All Women in Bangladesh

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not invisible

“never trust anyone who says they do not see color. this means to them, you are invisible.” ― Nayyirah Waheed Have you ever thought of (or experienced).... being harassed by a male supervisor but not having enough agency to stand up for yourself when a stranger winks and follows you asking "Hey...Habla en Espanol?" -… Continue reading not invisible

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Sexism in Islam, or rather, lack thereof

I was reflecting on my study of women in religion. As a re-read one of my reflection papers, I thought I would share a quote from an incredible American female Muslim scholar. Society created differences—not religion. "There is no distinction between the male and female with regard to individual capacity. With regard to their potential… Continue reading Sexism in Islam, or rather, lack thereof