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Bangladesh’s Unfinished Revolution: Despair to Hope and Justice

A proud Bangladeshi recalls her country’s tumultuous history, and charts a way forward. 

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I am a proud Bengali, and hail from a family of freedom fighters, some of whom died fighting to liberate Bangladesh from the clutches of a most oppressive military junta. Religion for me is a matter of private faith, but my identity, like that of my country people, centres on our great Bengali language, and the syncretic culture that grew round it down the centuries.

Many hardline radical Muslims in West Asia and Pakistan ridicule us because our women, including me, wear bindis on our forehead, or because we have a turmeric ceremony (gaye holud) during weddings. I have heard from a jihadi, who fought in Afghanistan and belongs to my native Chittagong, that even Osama Bin Laden was upset to hear Bengali Muslims still adhere to what he felt were Hindu practices like kopale teep (bindi on forehead) and gaye holud.

I don’t expect Laden to appreciate our Bengali culture, but I will say that this is a great syncretic culture that has emerged due to religions co-existing side by side in a spirit of unusual mutual tolerance.

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