লাভ হ্যাজ নো পাস্ট (Hardcover)

I have been writing for many years, on various subjects. I have written at home and abroad in various newspapers and am writing. I have published books in the Boi Mela (Book Fair). I have written books on various subjects. However, I had a wish or dream, whatever I call it, I had a wish to write about my own life. Then it is also true that all writing relates to life. Without life there can be no writing.
But writing solely about your own self asks for a lot of courage. And if that writing is about the love of my youth many years back. It was not possible for me to show that courage when I was young. So, I had thought that when I would reach an age when I could do without fearing anyone and I would be a lot free from responsibilities, I would write. Even while writing at this age it would defy the truth if I said that I didn’t face various obstructions. Mental pressure was there, I felt quite sad. I thought, let it go, I wouldn’t write. Then again, I thought, why shouldn’t I write? This is about myself, about my life, why should I stop in fear of someone else? I certainly have the right to write about my life. Every time I thought ‘Let it go, I won’t write’, my youth appeared before me and threatened me, why shouldn’t you write? In whose fear you want to make yourself inactive?
You are neither a young girl nor a young woman. Now is the time to openly portray yourself. ‘Go on writing’. Even after that could I open my heart and write everything? No, I couldn’t. Women can’t write everything even if they want to, especially writers who live a family life. Some dearest and closest people become the toughest obstacles. Male writers have the freedom to write many things which women writers living a family life don’t have, whatever be her seniority. Overcoming all hesitation, indecision, and conflict, I have finished my book ‘Love Has No Past’. I don’t know how much I could make my readers like it or shall be able to.
I have come across such a long way of life. I have lived a busy life with my husband, my children, and my domestic life. Being so busy I had no time to look back. Together with my husband I lived my life in happiness and sorrow and am still living it.
I have brought up my children and they have grown up. I have given them education, taught them various extra- curricular activities. I have got them married. Both my son and daughter are established in their own field. I have little grandchildren. I have organized their life as much as I could. My husband has retired from work. We two spent our time visiting various places. We began our lives together, now again we two are together. All these days I too gave time to all others, cutting my own time. Now I too am moving about the outskirts of my aged life. A time comes in life when memories of childhood, adolescence and youth surround you from all sides like bees, then you feel like going back to those days. Now I thought the remaining years or time I would be living in this world meant the full time was mine. I shall proceed according to my wish. I shall write what I wish to write. What others think about this won’t affect me at all.
I am now free in my life. It is man’s work to fly words in the sky. You can see, what is the problem? Whom shall I fear now? I now don’t have the age to be afraid. Endless love for all.