Weaving stories of identity and inclusion
Growing up I always struggled with this question: “Who am I?” Have you?
Many of us have been fortunate enough to grow up in a metaphorical or geographical heterogeneous world, from Sydney to Dhaka, London and Dhaka, or here in Bangladesh itself. But haven’t you been irked, every time someone called you an Indian or a Pakistani? Its annoyance is not nationalism, but rather a feeling of integrity that runs deeper than a passport.
In a world that is driven by mass industrial economic thinking that has developed the mindset of homogeneity, the sprinkles of diversity gradually become more than a showpiece. It is incremental, but things start with a vision, action, and reality.
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