the tales of liberation.

For my film production class, I had to craft a two minute film on the subject of memory. Some of my fondest memories from my childhood include the stories my father used to tell me about the Bangladesh Liberation War of 1971, especially the ways my grandmother (who passed away shortly after I was born) contributed to it.

I do not remember my grandmother but I have consistently felt her presence in the beautiful country and language she was able to leave for me.