FOR THE LOVE OF TASLIMA

I fell in love with Taslima when I was still very young, because I found all my doubts and sentiments regarding numberless things being very openly expressed in her words.I would not say courageously, because we people will score even below 3% in a scale of one to ten as far as courageousness is concerned. We are eternally terrified of the people around us, our family members, the society we live in and the so-called unwritten rules and regulations that run our lives from birth to death. Even when in our hearts we know something to be right, we don't go forward and do it because nobody else in he society does it. Especially in case of women, I felt the very same way as Taslima had felt. I was afraid of expressing my thoughts because I was afraid of what the people would say or they would think me as a bad girl or a rebel. Taslima came as an immense support. The person who had dared to come out openly and spit venom at the wrongs of the society and the wrongs heaped upon women.She had been an inspiration, an icon, a phenomenon.

A couple of years ago, I had requested her to let me translate a few of her writings and poems. I had done some work also which she was good enough to post in her web-site , without mentioning my name, may be because I was an unknown person or one without any established identity. I wanted to do a lot of translation of her work, but I got entanglement in my own problems and in a way, failed her.So, recently, I thought of starting a blog in which I would put in translation of her very true and famous words, from her columns, novels or poetry. This is my tribute, in my own way, to the very brave woman of our times.