Taslima Nasrin Poems
- Border I'm going to move ahead. Behind me my whole family is...
- A Letter To My Mother How are you Many days, many thousand ...
- At The Back Of Progress The fellow who sits in the ...
- India (to Sumit Chakrabarty) India is not just India, even ...
- Happy Marriage My life, like a sandbar, has been taken over...
- Girl From Switzerland At the dinner party everyone Held a ...
- Character You're a girl and you'd better not...
Taslima Nasrin (Bengali: তসলিমা নাসরিন, Arabic: تسليمة نسرین, Hindi: तसलीमा नसरीन, Toslima Nasrin) is a Bangladeshi author and former physician who has been living in exile since 1994. From a modest literary profile in the late 1980s, she rose to global fame by the end of the 20th century owing to her feminist views and her criticism of Islam in particular and of religion in general.
Since fleeing Bangladesh in 1994 she has lived in many countries, and currently (June 2011) lives in New Delhi. She works to build support for secular humanism, freedom of thought, equality for women, and human rights by publishing, lecturing, and campaigning. Her name, Taslima Nasrin, is also ... more »
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I'm going to move ahead.
Behind me my whole family is calling,
My child is pulling my sari-end,
My husband stands blocking the door,
But I will go.
There's nothing ahead but a river.
I will cross.
I know how to swim,
but they won't let me swim, won't let me cross.
There's nothing on the other side of the river
but a vast expanse of fields,
But I'll touch this emptiness once
and run against the wind, whose whooshing sound
makes me want to dance.
I'll dance someday
and then return.
I've not ...