I recall much of my formative youth in the United States spent sharing a home with struggling guests and families. Sharmin Ahmad “Reepi,” my mother and Tajuddin’s eldest daughter, once hosted a family of six whose two-month stay turned into several years until the guests could get back on their feet.
Tajuddin Ahmad, our nation’s first prime minister and founder of its government in exile, was mercilessly gunned down and bayoneted, in wrongful captivity, just after performing wudu, alongside his three Mujibnagar Government compatriots, Syed Nazrul Islam, Mansur Ali and AHM Qamruzzaman during the early hours of November 3, 1975.
I recall much of my formative youth in the United States spent sharing a home with struggling guests and families. Sharmin Ahmad “Reepi,” my mother and Tajuddin’s eldest daughter, once hosted a family of six whose two-month stay turned into several years until the guests could get back on their feet.
Tajuddin Ahmad, our nation’s first prime minister and founder of its government in exile, was mercilessly gunned down and bayoneted, in wrongful captivity, just after performing wudu, alongside his three Mujibnagar Government compatriots, Syed Nazrul Islam, Mansur Ali and AHM Qamruzzaman during the early hours of November 3, 1975.
