(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,
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The garment girls, walking together,
look like hundreds of birds flying in Bangladesh's sky.
Garments girls, returning to their slums at midnight,
are met by street-vagabonds who grab a few takas from the girls,
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If you tell the truth, people get angry,
don't tell the truth anymore, Taslima
This time is not the time of Gallelio.
This is twenty first century,
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You're a girl
and you'd better not forget
that when you cross the threshold of your house
men will look askance at you.
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Just let them be free to do as they please…
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Human nature is such
That if you sit, they'll say, 'No, don't sit.'
If you stand, 'What's the matter? Walk!
And if you walk, 'Shame on you, sit down.!
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At the dinner party everyone
Held a glass of champagne or
White wine in their hand.
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You are my love's granary,
I pour out my water-steeped fertility
unstintingly, to stop does nor occur to me.
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For some years now, I have been standing quite close to death, almost face to face,
Standing dumb before my mother, my father, some dear people,
For some years now.
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Away from home,
Away from my dear cat, my books and papers, my friends,
Away from my life,
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