From Sylhet To Cambridge: Reflecting On 60 Years Of Family History And Heritage

During my school days, history was something that hardly filled me with excitement. Even watching Doctor Who episodes set in the past required serious effort to motivate and inspire me, but credit where it’s due, on most occasions they succeeded.

Perhaps as a child, intrigued and fascinated by science fiction and technology (my uncles hold responsibility for that), my interests were focused on the present and the future. The past just seemed dull; a visualisation of the 1960s where everything was in black and white, and out of focus. This childish, indifferent and immature perception of history has since undergone a mature transformation to one of understanding, appreciation and pride.

I am a third-generation British Bangladeshi, born and raised in Cambridge, a city that is renowned for education, diversity and tolerance. I have lived here all my life and am proud to call it my home.

On 26th March 1971, Bangladesh declared its independence from Pakistan. 46 years have passed, but 1971 remains a very important year for me – even more so for my family. Let me explain why this is the case, but first, let’s wind the clock back further to 1957.

1957 was where it all started – the year my late maternal grandfather arrived in Britain. He experienced a difficult childhood after losing both his parents at a young age. He was given the opportunity to work in the UK as he sought a better quality of life, before eventually settling in Cambridge permanently. He arrived at a time when the country was recovering after the Second World War – the period of post-war immigration.

The British economy was undergoing a process of reconstruction and it was soon identified that large numbers of immigrants were needed to support the pressing demands of the UK labour market. This also attracted many workers and their families from the Commonwealth and beyond Europe – mainly from the Caribbean and the Indian subcontinent. My grandfather entered the business trade, opening and running two Indian restaurants called The New Bengal and The Bengal Tandoor Mahal within the Cambridge city centre. Sadly, these restaurants have since closed down, but photographs of them can be found in the Cambridgeshire archives.

A photograph of the New Bengal Restaurant on Regent Street, Cambridge, published in the city’s local newspaper in May 1973 (Photo Credit: Cambridge Evening News)
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The Bengal Tandoor Mahal Restaurant (right) on Fitzroy Street, Cambridge, circa 1976 (Photo Credit: Cambridge Evening News)

In 1963, my grandmother followed, also settling in the city and has been living here ever since. She gave birth to three sons and two daughters in Cambridge. The daughters were twins; one was my aunt who sadly died in 1997 and the other is my mother – an author, writer and publisher. There are many people in our family and across the local community who particularly remember the birth of my mother and aunt, not simply because they happened to be twins but because of the timing. Two days after they were born, Bangladesh celebrated Victory Day – a significant and momentous occasion in the nation’s history, when the Allied Forces High Command triumphed over the Pakistani Forces during the Bangladesh Liberation War in 1971.

My family history in Cambridge goes back exactly 60 years. My family was one of the first from the Sylhet region of Bangladesh to settle in the city, and has seen the Bangladeshi community expand over time. I believe it is important for me to reflect upon such a milestone and understand why I am here today. My late grandfather, who came from a rural village in Sylhet, travelled to Britain because he was given an opportunity – a chance for a better life. Looking back, it helps me to learn about my roots and understand them, and to appreciate my heritage. I wonder how life could have been so different for me if my grandfather remained in Bangladesh.

The lesson I learn from reflecting upon 60 years of my family history and heritage is that I should never forget where I am from. Unfortunately, I never had the chance to meet my grandfather, as he passed away in 1985. However, he left behind a legacy and made his mark in Cambridge through his work in the restaurant trade. When I first visited Bangladesh in 2002 as an eleven-year-old, I recall a couple of local villagers asking me the names of my grandfathers:

“What is the name of your Dada (paternal grandfather)?”

“What is the name of your Nana (maternal grandfather)?”

I told them their names, and I noticed their faces light up when I mentioned my maternal grandfather’s name. At that moment, I was rather surprised at their reaction and struggled to recognise what was so special about him. Fifteen years on from that encounter, I have a clearer understanding. I feel inspired.

I am proud of my history and heritage. I am proud to be British and to have lived in Cambridge all my life, and I am also proud that my country of origin is Bangladesh.


Source: Huffington Post UK
Date of Publication: 4th April 2017
Link: http://www.huffingtonpost.co.uk/ibrahim-rahman/from-sylhet-to-cambridge-_b_15684898.html

Ibrahim’s Review of 2012: Part Two

“This review is far from over, and there is only one person who can finish the job. Step forth, Mr Rahman…”

How about that? Sounds like this blog post introduction has gone all soft on me now. Took you long enough…

“Hold on, I could so easily go back to being patronising again.”

Maybe you should. Some people may find it entertaining.

“Not this time, you deserve a break. Besides, you have a job to do. Continue…”

Right…

Welcome back. In the first part of my review, I analysed 2012 from an academic perspective. This time, I would like to you relax, sit back and enjoy the ride.

In terms of blogging for this year, I was certainly more active than in 2011. Unfortunately, I did not hit the high standards set in 2010, but it is a steady improvement.

It has been an interesting and productive year for filmmaking. I had to wait until I had completed my studies, but I was very excited about getting on with some new projects over the summer.

My mother, Shahida Rahman, witnessed the publication of her first novel “Lascar” in June. I created a short promotional trailer to promote the book, which has so far racked up approximately 700 views on YouTube. Two days after publication, “Lascar” was revealed to a sell-out audience at the Waterstone’s bookstore in Cambridge, where my mother delivered a short presentation on the history of Lascars and an insight of the book. After the presentation, she held a book signing. I produced two videos of the book launch, and all footage can be found on www.youtube.com/ShahidaOfficial and www.youtube.com/ihrahman. 2012 has been a massive year for my mother, and I pray that she continues to achieve success. Keep up the good work!

In July, the Olympic Torch arrived in Cambridge. I had an excellent view of watching the cauldron being lit by Iwan Thomas, and I was also able to create a short video of this momentous occasion. I tweeted the video to him, and he responded by sharing it on his profile! I think he has nearly 60,000 followers on Twitter. It was clear to see that sport had engulfed the nation this summer, making this a year that could never be forgotten. London 2012 was incredible. I had tickets to watch Football at Wembley Stadium, Archery at Lord’s Cricket Ground, and Handball and Wheelchair Tennis at the Olympic Park. Great stuff.

My final video of 2012 was “Ramadan Roundup 2“, the latest episode of the “Ramadan Roundup” series. Once again, I shared my own experiences of Ramadan from this year and I talked about various topics including family, education and charity. You can follow the latest updates on “Ramadan Roundup” via Facebook and Twitter.

I think I have just about covered everything on filmmaking for this year. However, I am still not finished yet. Do not worry though, Part Three will be on the way very soon! I better get some sleep. My friend is getting married in the morning!

We are reaching an epic conclusion, but you will have to be patient…