I recognise that being so far detached from the threat of real violence and cultural erasure, I have the privilege to pick up and leave off my national pride whenever I choose. At the same time, I recognise that so many others in our current world cannot.
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That was the first time I had left Bangladesh behind, not quite realising that the feeling of loss I was experiencing was, in fact, homesickness, for a place I wasn’t born to, for a language I have now lost fluency in, and a family I could not grow up with.
I always sought out what it is that ties Bangladeshis together. In my few sheltered years of living, I’ve decided it was the war.
Yearning for one’s homeland can evoke a sense of dislocation.
What capitalism has to do with the death of cricket
Letting go of dreams is sometimes braver than holding on