When there is news of death everywhere, a new life brings happiness and hope
On January 1, 2020, a new morning, two red lines changed my life. I was pregnant and happy. It was an amazing start to a new year. It was the most remarkable year of my life. All of a sudden, everything changed.
My daughter Roshomon Tara was born at the end of the first lockdown in Dhaka, Bangladesh; she is now nine months old. She is the reason I became a mother in the middle of a global crisis.