Fighting injustice,
inequality
By
Harihar Swarup
IS $ 2,000, or in term of
Bangladesh currency two lakh takas (rupees),
the price for renowned feminist writer Taslima
Nasreens head? Is it the cost of the life of
the daughter of freedom, to quote Mulk Raj
Anand, and that too in the land of Rabindranath Tagore
and Nazrul Islam? This amount is less than the prize
money she received from the French Government $
18,550 way back in 1995. She was honoured with
Frances top-most award for human rights when she
was a fugitive, having slipped out of her motherland to
escape execution by Islamic fundamentalists.
Subsequently, she was
honoured with prestigious awards of the European
Parliament and Germanys Kurt Tuchosky
prize for her writings and her views on religious
bigotry. Strangely, none of the countries which thought
her worthy of decoration, gave her shelter. Finally, the
Swedish Government showed moral courage and granted her
indefinite asylum.
Taslima has lived in exile
for four years always pining for her country. I
never had a home since I was in the West. The European
countries were like bus stops for me.... I was waiting
for the bus to come home, she says. When she flew
to Dhaka from New York last month with her 60-year-old
mother, suffering from colon cancer, she thought the
hostility against her must have become a closed chapter
and the unsavoury past forgotten. It was her
mothers desire that she should die in Bangladesh
and, as a devoted daughter, 36-year-old Taslima thought
she must fulfil her wish.
Despite being repeatedly
dissuaded by the Bangladesh Government not to attempt to
come back, Taslima says, she was helpless. On one side
the imminent demise of her mother was haunting her and,
on the other, the dissuasion of the government. I
was desperate because I love my mother very much,
she says. The specialists in New York had told her that
her mother, Eid-ul-Ara Begum, had only months left to
live.
None of her work was
published in Bangladesh for four years and she had not
written anything concerning religion. In this backdrop
when she landed in Dacca she had least expected that she
would be greeted by banners and placards saying
Hang Taslima Nasreen to death. Worse still
was revival by a District Magistrate of an arrest warrant
against her issued as far back as 1994. Nobody knows what
is in store for her.
Her latest book
My Girlhood will soon hit the stand
internationally, except Bangladesh, but it may not mellow
the diehard Mullahs. The work is devoted to evolution of
her own personality and how she developed pessimistic
feelings towards all religions and not only Islam.
Whatever may be
Taslimas traumatic experience when she grew up from
a girl to womanhood some of her experiences, although
little late in life, have left an indelible impression on
her psyche. Taslima is a doctor by profession. She worked
in a government hospital in Dacca and the type of women
patients who came to her made her a rebel against Islamic
fundamentalists.
It is worth reproducing
what she said in an interview in April, 1994, when she
was running for her life from one country to another:
The rape of small girls between 6-8 years by male
family members and in older women frequent rupture of the
uterus due to excessive pregnancies was shocking
............ I experienced how husbands pronounced
divorce in delivery rooms itself if their wives were to
only give births to girls.
What was the fate of
Taslimas family members when she was condemned to
death by the fundamentalists? Was her father, a follower
of the late Sheikh Mujibur Rahman, and others angry with
her? According to her they were not angry but
disturbed. Unknown people severely damaged my
fathers drug store. Since my escape, my sister lost
her job and could not find any type of employment. Apart
from that my father was forced to pay protection money. A
group of Muslims came to our house and advised my father
to make certain payment for the safety of the
family. Taslimas mother and three brothers
and sisters were living in the house at that time.
Taslima, who took to
writing along with her job in Government Hospital in
Dacca, had resigned in protest against confiscation of
her passport in 1993. Then hell broke loose with the
publication of her novel Lajja whose theme
was intolerance, injustice and inequality.
This daughter of
freedom, as Mulk Raj Anand had described her, is
determined to continue her crusade against injustice,
religious bigotry and violation of fundamental human
rights and may emerge one day as a great reformer in
Bangladesh. Like all reformists, Taslima is also being
persecuted.
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