25th of August was like any other day but friends told me I would become a fifty-year-old woman. When I was younger, much younger than today, I thought 50 was the oldest thing we could ever come up with. I remember the very day that my father became 50, I cried thinking that he would die. I am now 50 but I feel like 28 or something, just a bit more mature.
I do not celebrate my birthday. But it was a sweet surprise to be invited to a grand celebration of the inauguration of my new poetry book in Hindi, Mujhe Dena Aur Prem, give me more love. It is the best birthday gift I have ever got.
It seems time flies faster than light.
I do not think I will get to see in my lifetime that humans don’t die. I would be happy if my brains remain active as long as I live. I would be happy if I continue doing what I have been doing for decades. After death, I don’t mind to go to the place where I was, before I was born. I am a bit sad though because I know I will never be able to see my parents and the loved ones who died.
I have written 35 books or probably more than 35 books. I am not yet satisfied. I would like to write much better books. Life is too short. Days are gone in a minute, years get finished before I know it is finished. I hope I would get 20 more years to think, to write, to travel, to inspire thousands of people to believe in human rights.
Happy birthday to taslima nasreen. I like her writings and respect her views. May she live long and write,not twenty but forty books.
Taslima-
The world is a much better place because you were born. Congratulations on such an incredibly productive life, and best wishes for continued health and success!!!
Thank you so much.
Seconded by me. belated happy birthday from me too Taslima and thanks.
You youngsters are always moaning! lol
You may not see everything you are fighting for come to fruition in your working lifetime. The two most important things you can remember are:
1) keep fighting for as long as you are able and
2) find and prepare more moaning youngsters to carry of the fight when you cannot.
Happy Birthday, Taslima.
Thanks. : )
I’m fifty and I recently self-published my first book, so I’m awed by your productivity. I hope you write another 35 great books!
And happy birthday.
Lets hope for the best. You would continue writing, I hope.
Happy Birthday Taslima! And many, many more!
So sweet!
Happy Birthday, Taslima!
Thanks. I am honored.
Happy Birthday Taslima!
May you have many years and books ahead of you!
Happy birthday and do keep writing! Regards from India.
Happy birthday Taslima.
Happy birthday, Taslima!
On the topic of I am now 50 but I feel like 28 or something, just a bit more mature. — you might like this cartoonist’s take on it.
Happy Birthday, Taslima! At my age, 50 seems like the full bloom of youth!
Although you do not celebrate your birthday, many congratulations on your 50 successful circumnavigations of the sun!
I am soon to celebrate 40 of my own (“soon” as in actively planning my apocalypse party, as it coincides with the Mayan calendar deadline), and I’m feeling quite good about it. 30 absolutely delighted me, I was so happy to be out of the 20s demographic.
So your post leads me to wonder how I will feel in the year before the 50 mark. I already proudly tell people I’m 40 – technically accurate, I’m in my 40th year. Will I feel positive about the half-century mark? Where will I be then; my life has already taken enough odd twists and turns that I daren’t speculate.
Taken from her land of birth
Always made to roam the earth
Sentenced to untimely death
Learnt to fight for every breath
India, Bengal or West
Moving always, never rest
Armed with words and poet’s zest
Never stop until you’re free
As the wild rose and the bee
She cries out with voice like thunder
Ripping gods and men asunder
India, Bengal or West
Nasrin speaks, and we are blest
Wow!