I'm a girl. A pure bold muslim Bangladeshi born. I am certainly entitled to live my life my way. No one has the authority over me to make me forgo my rights.
The key thing that affected my life drastically was being born as a female child in Bangladesh. Not to mention, my nation is filled up with male dominated stuck ups, so living and growing up in such environment for a young girl like me was like inhaling toxic.
I can't project my voice.
I can't make decisions.
Neither can't question nor can't answer.
I am just a piece of meat with no where to be seen. On the top of that the newly terrorism issue kicked in hard! Now I can't at all go anywhere without putting my hijab on. The hijab in this case works as a shield to save me from possible attacks by Bangladeshi Islamic extremists. How come this be a purpose to wear the hijab?  Why can't I go outside in my own choice of attire? Democratic Bangladesh right? Nice joke.
Ladies and gentlemen let me tell you people some dirty reality of my beloved country Bangladesh now. Since Iived there so I know to what extent this filthyness is all about. The nasty mixture of islamic extremists and male dominance has greatly lashed my way of leading life. I can't speak what I want, I can't dress what I like, I can't hangout with guys, I cannot say to a homosexual folk that "I've got your back", I can't support securalism being a muslim. Why? Because I am scared and I don't want to die. I don't want a bullet in my head like Malala Yousufzai, I don't want to lose my life like Qandil Baloch for choosing a modeling career. I want to live but on my own terms.
If I wear hijab, I want to wear it from my heart but not as a form of protection from extremist'd attacks. I want to speak my heart out and loud and I want everybody to hear that. I want to freely roam around with my guy friends as well. I want to openly back the homosexuals in Bangladesh cause they too have the right to live as much as we do.
Hatred for me is emerging. Hateful feedbacks followed by threatening remarks are all piling up. I am the new under cover athiest for them now. I am the very new Taslima Nasreen in town. I am like the newest person to be rotting in hell fire. Why is being secular feels like jumping off the roof in Bangladesh? Who else has got my back now?