India Poem by Taslima Nasrin

India

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(to Sumit Chakrabarty)
India is not just India, even from before I was born,
India has been my history.
My history, carved into two by daggers of animosity and hatred, running breathlessly towards uncertain possibilities,
with the terrible crack at the core,
History bloodstained, history turned death.
It is this India that has given me language,
Has enriched me with culture
And powerful dreams.
This India can, if it so desires, snatch
My history away from my life,
My homeland from my dream.
But why should I let it drain me dry only because it so desires?
Hasn't India brought forth those noble souls,
Who place their hands today on my tired shoulders,
On the abandoned shoulders of this helpless, orphaned soul?
These hands, longer than the land, stretched beyond space and time,
Gives me warmly cherished security against all worldly cruelties.
Madanjeet Singh, Mahasweta Devi, Muchukund Dube—they are my homeland today,
Their hearts my true country.

[This poem was written while Taslima was forced to live in confinement in an undisclosed location in Delhi from 22 November 2007 to 19 March 2008. Samik Bandapadahya translated this poem from her book PRISONERS POEMS]

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Fabrizio Frosini 14 December 2015

India is not just India, even from before I was born, India has been my history. - IN ITALIAN: L'India non è solo l'India, ben da prima ch'io nascessi, India è stata la mia storia.

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Vishal Sharma 03 November 2015

love this poetry

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Vishal Sharma 03 November 2015

love this poetry

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Sylvia Frances Chan 12 June 2020

My greatest admiration goes to Samik Bandapadahya who translated this poem from her book PRISONERS POEMS] HOW dreadful she had, but most grateful to GOD that she has brains to study and became a medical person without no medical profession, but TASLIMA NASRIN has written true honest words f the wolrd she lived in. Very shocking for me that the truth and realuity are much worse thatn I ever thought. Powerful poem that cries

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Leon Jaime Villegas 02 September 2019

Talisma, you have a beautiful poetic name. Beautiful lines: “these hands, longer than the land, ...

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Britte Ninad 26 April 2019

beautiful poem penned..................

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Dr Antony Theodore 28 December 2017

ndia has been my history. My history, carved into two by daggers of animosity and hatred, running breathlessly towards uncertain possibilities, very fine poem..... i am also an Indian. i am proud of you dear poetess. tony

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Prabhata Kumar Sahoo 13 June 2017

I love your cry for motherland and humanity.I read you regularly.I hope, you will be understood very soon.

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