Syeda Zohra Tajuddin

Every moment of the night of 25 March 1971 and the following two months will always shine brightly in the depths of my memory. Even though I might not be able to express all those living memories in words, I will try to articulate a possible description of the events.

Every moment of the night of March 25 in 1971 and the following two-months will always shine brightly in the depths of my memory.