I belong to a generation that was overtaken by the pestilence called Partition.

Dhaka has gone through many ups and downs over the past few centuries.

Songs give a voice to the timelessness of the body’s performative archive.

Communal tension brewing for years led to the violent riots the year before Partition.

In our school textbooks, Partition was a minor detail in the climax of the rousing story of the Indian National Movement.

One man’s journey through the events of 1947 and 1971, and his experience of being a refugee and then a stateless person.

Narratives from the peripheries are needed to balance out the indocentrism of Partition Studies