An Anne Frank, A Taslima Nasrin, and a war for having a country of own

Reality

I saw her. She was standing by the window, looking on her yellow days. Looking on her yellow life. She was yellow girl. She was Anne Frank.

She was hiding in a secret annex. Nazis came, and took her away. They shaved her body, they imprisoned her. She could not understand when she died.

She was a criminal, because she was born a Jew.

She wrote in her diary, Mich Achterwhish, I am a girl, who has no country.

But it was 1945.

Then, 1994 came.

I saw her again. She was escaping covering her body with a black Chadar. She fled. She could survive this time.

Then I saw her again, in 2008. She was hiding again in a secret annex.

This time, Nazis did not kill her. They threw her out. She survived again.
She was Taslima Nasrin.

She again wrote, but not only about her, for all the surviving women of the world- Women have no country.

We are the Nazis, who made her escape from her motherland. We are them, who did not let her see her father and mother, when they were passing away. We are them, who announced unlimited reward for killing her. We are them, who snatched away her motherland. We are them, who announced- Bangladesh is not for Taslima Nasrin. She is not belong to here. We are them, who imprisoned her in India. We are them, who made her flee from India. We are them, who made her hide in secret annex. We are Nazis. We are man. We are Muslim. We are fundamentalist. We are collaborate. We are Golam Azam, we are Matiur Rahman Nizami. We are rapist. We are killer. We are fascist.

We are Nazi. We are Hitler, we are Bush, we are Osama bin Laden.


War is not over.

Our mother is longing for us, when will we come back to her?

Dream

War is over now. We have returned to our mother. Bangladesh is now green again. Again the river is blue. Again the sky is white. Again the air is fresh.

We have killed Pakistanis once again. We have hanged Nizami. We are again the winner.

Again Taslima Nasrin has returned to Bangladesh. Again she is going to book fair. Again she is reciting poem.

Question

How much time it will take to make the dream come true?

A song, dedicated to the upcoming war, from Dreamgirls.

Patience, Little Sister.. by tamosodeep

We will not lose the war. We can’t lose the war. We will win again. We will make the dream possible again. Taslima Nasrin will get her country back. Anne Frank will get her country back. We will get our country back.