A Simple Bong Wedding !

Bengali Bride And Groom
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"May all the divine powers together with the waters join our two hearts into one. May the messenger, the creator, holy obedience unite us." - Rig Veda x, 85, 47

I am starting a new blog post series called “A Simple Bong ( aka Bengali) Wedding” from today.  I would write about customs and traditions of Bengali marriage. All of you already know that I am getting married on 1 August 2013  so, I am learning about all the rituals from my mother and other married people. Most of the rituals are interesting as well as fun and some of them are really weird. 

Bengali weddings are not just one-day affair. It takes minimum 3 days to solemnize a Bengali marriage. 

In this first post, I am writing about “Invitation Cards”. We received our invitation cards to invite our guests / relatives yesterday. Before giving this card to anyone, we now need to dip turmeric and vermilion into mustard oil or any other oil and then we have to paste them separately in the top left corner of the invitation card.  Like in the picture below:

Vermilion and Turmeric

My wedding card

I did not know why we do this so, I asked my mom and she said, “In Hindu religion turmeric is a sign of purity. Moreover,Hindu Marriage and vermilion is inseparable as Indian married women mark their forehead with vermilion aka sindoor." Every married Indian women put vermilion on their forehead after taking bath everyday and pray for the long life of their husband. Vermilion is also kind of informing society that this woman is taken.    

After putting vermilion and turmeric dots on card we then offer first invitation card to all our Hindu Gods and request them to come and bless the bride and groom. Then the parents of the Bride and Groom visit the houses of their relatives , friends and acquaintances to Invite them for the D- Day personally with the invitation card.  

Just like my wedding I would keep this post short and simple. I would come back soon with another interesting post on Bengali marriage rituals. 

Read more about "Bengalis" (Here). 

The City Of Joy And Its People.

Most of my readers are from Europe. Therefore, I decided to write about the place where I have been living since 2003 with my parents. I live in an Indian metropolitan city, Kolkata (formerly known as Calcutta), capital of west Bengal, located in the eastern part of India. Kolkata is the cultural, educational, and commercial center of East India. Kolkata is my first love. You may find it bit weird but I am emotionally attached to this city. Kolkata has taught me many things like how to be an Independent person, to love, to make friends, to have fun and enjoy life. Kolkata has also transformed me from a careless teenage girl to a responsible woman. I have made memories in almost every nook and corners of this city. I write about those memories and all the good or bad experiences I have gathered from this city  in A piece of SHE… 

Our beloved State got its nickname “city of Joy” from the book “city of joy” written by Dominique Lapierre in 1985. West Bengal is a huge state consists of 19 districts and if I write about each one of them then this post will never end. Therefore, in this article I would stick to the place where I live, Kolkata. These 19 districts consists beautiful forests, beaches as well as mountains ( Himalayas). Kolkata is a place for both rich and poor people. 

Majority of people in Kolkata is Bengali and practice Hindu religion. Bangla is our mother tongue. A poll conducted by UNESCO in 2010 declared Bengali as the sweetest language in the world. Rabindra Nath Tagore, Swami Vivekananda , Satyajit Roy, Amartya Sen , Jhumpa Lahiri are some well known Bengalis around the world. Kolkata is also known as “cultural capital of India”. You will find at least one or two artist in every house. Every parent encourages his or her kids to learn at least one type of art like singing, dancing, painting etc.

We Bengalis in short “Bongs” are crazy about three things in life, food (especially sweets), sports (especially cricket, football ) and films of Uttam Kumar and Satyajit Roy. When you are here do not forget to taste super delicious sweets available in the shops here like “Rosogolla”, “Mishti doi” and “Sondesh”.

Kolkata is a politically active city. You will find young as well as old people talking about politics in their free time. Currently West Bengal is divided into two political colors Green and Red. Green belongs to the ruling government and red is the color of opposition party. Kolkata had been governed by left front, communist party of India (Marxist) India for last 34 years. The political marriage of the  communist with the state ended in the last general election, which was held in 2011. People were tired of the same old communist party and their ways and were demanding change in the political environment which brought a new political party into power after 34 years. It is hard to predict the political future of Kolkata in the next election.

Now, fastened your seat belt and get ready for short virtual mini trip of Kolkata. Honestly, there is nothing much to see in Kolkata as it is a metropolitan city but there is thousands of places to visit in West Bengal. Therefore, I would advise you if you does not have enough time then allot less time for Kolkata for sightseeing. Do not miss these places when you are  in Kolkata:

Howrah Bridge

Howrah Bridge is the sixth longest and busiest bridge in the world. Howrah Bridge is use as a symbol of Kolkata. Howrah Bridge was built on 1942. You will find description of Howrah Bridge in “city of dreadful night” by Rudyard Kipling.
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Victoria Memorial

Lord Curzon wanted to build a monument like Taj Mahal for Queen Elizabeth after her death. It was built in 1912 , twenty years after her death. It looks like huge white marble palace with beautiful garden and statues .
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Belur Math

Belur math is a temple of no particular religion. Its open for Hindu , Muslims and Christians. Belur math was founded by the famous yogi, swami vivekanand. If you like solitude and spirituality  then this place is for you. 
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Sea Beaches In Kolkata

Digha and Mandarmani sea beaches are not exactly in Kolkata. It takes 4 hours by car to reach Mandarmani. Sana Beach Resort and Rose Valley Resort are two best resorts in Mandarmani. Mandarmani is India's longest driving beach and less crowded than Digha. 
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Other places to visit in kolkata : Science City, Indian Museum , National Library, Birla Planetarium, Botanical Garden, Maidan, Tagore House, Dakhineswar Temple etc.

Hope you enjoyed reading my article as much as i enjoyed writing it. I would like to end my post with one of my favorite poem "The Road Not Taken" By Robert Frost.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference. 

Author's Bio : Shainee is a 25 years old Indian author and owner of blog “A piece of SHE…”. She has completed her graduation in Journalism and Mass communication in 2007 from a girl’s college in Kolkata, India. In 2009, she completed her post graduation in the same subject. After that, she worked for two private companies and left them soon to start something of her own someday. She is still chasing her dream. She started blogging since last year. She loves reading, writing, dancing, travelling, and playing badminton in her free time. If you want to reach to her for guest post or advertising or for any other reasons mail here: shaineec@gmail.com

Princess , The True Story Of Life Inside Saudi Arabia's Royal Family By Jean Sasson

I had finished reading Jean Sasson’s Princess long back but was not getting time to share my reading experience with you all. I got engaged on 19^th april to my prince charming aka "the sunshine man". I was giving all my time there. Therefore, missed reading your posts and updating mine as well. My engagement programme went well. We enjoyed a lot with few dear and near ones. I just have a small regret that I had chosen a wrong makeup artist for myself. She completely ruined my make up. I looked like a clown on my special day. At least, my man did not run away even after seeing my red painted face. I am thankful to him and God for that. Anyways, back to Jean’s princess. 

My love for Jean’s books is just three books old but it is growing stronger with every book. Princess is first book from princess trilogy. Princess somehow reminds me of Maya Angeleou's "I know why the caged bird sings", especially these lines:

"But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams,His shadow shouts on a nightmare scream,His wings are clipped ,and his feet are tied,So he opens his throat to sing.The caged bird singsWith a fearful trill,Of things unknown,But longed for still,On the distant hill,For the caged bird,Sings of freedom."

In the Jean's book Princess caged bird is a female , Princess Sultana who is trapped in her royal cage of Saudi Arabia and she sings through the words of Jean to let the world know about the sufferings and pain of the Saudi women. All the time they dream of freedom, equality and love.  Next two books from Princess trilogy are Daughters of Arabia and Desert Royals. The book, which I read, had been updated in 2004 but Saudi Arabia has not changed  much since then. Saudi women still does not enjoy any basic human rights. In her book Princess Jean wrote,

“More than a decade has passed since I first penned the first book about Princess Sultana, Yet the book remain timeless. Why? Because life for women in Saudi Arabia remains much the same as when I lived in the kingdom. While there is much talk about needed change for women’s life in the kingdom, and a few women in Saudi Arabia are trying to break the chains that bind them, I’m sorry to report that in the year 2004, the women of Saudi Arabia are still not free to pursue their dreams.”

I had read somewhere that if you want to know how a man will treat you, watch how he treats the women in his family (not just his mother). In my opinion, it is also true for any country. If you want to know about a country or how it will treat you, then watch how the male citizens treat its females. 

I like the maps of Saudi Arabia, Middle East and Family tree of The House of the Sa’ud in the beginning of the book. Along with maps, you will find brief information about Saudi Arabia and other Middle East Countries. A brief history of Saudi Arabia is also given in the end of book.

After the success of Jean’s  first book “The Rape of Kuwait” during the Gulf war, the whole  world grew curious about the secretive & mysterious Saudi Arabia. Jean had spent four years in Saudi Arabia (1978 – 1982). She worked in Medical Affairs Administration at the King Faisal Specialist Hospital. There she met and become friends with members of the Saudi royal family. She married Peter Sasson and spent nine more years in the Saudi Arabia. She became friends with many middle class Saudi Arabians and people from other Middle East countries who lived in Saudi Arabia. In those nine years she covered all Arab Countries to know them well especially to see the condition of women. These journeys later gave birth to many real life brave heroines through her books.

In 1983, Jean met a bold, beautiful, smart , intelligent and bit different woman called Princess Sultana.  Princess is her story. Jean named her “Princess Sultana” in her book for her safety. Princess Sultana is a member of Saudi Arabia’s royal family. She own four mansions on three continents, private jets and Jewellery worth millions but these material things mean nothing to her.

Princess Sultana’s life is not a fairytale. Two most important things for any individual to be happy is freedom and love which sultana never had in her life. Her father never acknowledges existence of her and her sisters. After the death of princess mother her father re married princess best friend. Her brother was a cruel man too. Later Princess married a man of her father's choice and eventually fell in love with him. After few years her husband turned into a typical Saudi man. 

Princess will make up laugh , cry and will force you to think. 

 Excerpts from Princess:

• No memories are left to me of my first four years. I suppose I laughed and played as all young children do, blissfully unaware that my value, owing to the absence of a male organ, was of no significance in the land of my birth.

• From my reading, I know that most civilized successors of early cultures smiles at the primitive ignorance of their ancestors. As civilization advances, the fear of freedom for the individual is overcome through enlightenment. Human society eagerly rushes to embrace knowledge and change.  Astonishingly, the land of my ancestors is little changed from that of a thousand years ago. Yes, modern buildings spring up, the latest health care is available to all, but consideration for women and for the quality of their lives still receive a shrug of indifference.

• The worth of a child born in the kingdom of Saudi Arabia is still measured by the absence or the presence of a male organ.

• Sara had been veiling since her menses, two years earlier. The veil stamped her as a non-person, and she soon ceased to speak of her childhood dreams of great accomplishment. She became distant from me, her younger sister who was as yet unconcerned with the institution of veiling. I was left longing for the remembered happiness of our shared childhood. It suddenly became apparent to me that happiness is realized only in the face of unhappiness, for I never knew we were so happy until Sara’s unhappiness stared me in the face.

• When I looked out of the window of the plane, I understood what grips the heart of the eagle as it soars overhead, and I experienced a wonderful sense of freedom. My thoughts drifted to Sara and the shocking realization that birds and beasts were freer than my sister. I made a vow to myself that I would be the master of my life, no matter what actions I would have to take or pain I would have to endure.

• Every upheaval is a transition.

• Beauty is great commodity for women in Saudi Arabia.

• I began to live, breath and plot for the rights of women in my country so that we could live with the dignity and personal fulfillment that are the birthright of men.

• Father, with twenty-two daughters from four wives, was often overheard muttering:  “Women are a man’s curse.”

• Life changed quickly. I had entered the souq area as an individual bursting with life, my face expressing my emotions to the world. I left the shopping area covered from head to toe, a faceless creature in black.

Why you must read Princess ?

• Simple language.
• Beautiful narration style.
• Princess would motivate you to do something for helpless women around the world.
• To know about mysterious country – Saudi Arabia.
• Good story. Jean surely knows to hold her reader’s interest until the end.
• To know the inside stories of royal familes in Saudi Arabia
• To know about origin of Saudi Arabia
• If you love non – fiction and Jean Sasson.
• If you love reading about women issues.

Why you shouldn't  read Princess ?

Oooops ! Sorry ! I could not find any reason. I am sure you would not regret reading Princess.

Do I recommend It?

Yes ! Trust me you would not regret !

A piece of SHE’s rating: 5/5

I have a good news and a not so great news. Good news is that I am getting married, on first august 2013. Not so great news is that therefore, I am not getting much time to read and I am spending money more on stuffs like make ups, dresses, shoes than on books. I got some money on my engagement as gift from my family members and may get more on my wedding day ;-) I would buy Jean’s books from that money. I am dying to read all her books.

Mayada Daughter of Iraq By Jean Sasson

Recently, I bought two books Mayada Daughter of Iraq, One woman's survival in Saddam Hussein's torture jail and Princess, The story of the life inside saudi Arabia's royal family by Jean Sasson. This post is about my reading experience with the first book Mayada Daughter of Iraq. Review on second book , Princess is coming up soon ! 

In 1991 , Jean Sasson decided to visit Iraq to see the condition of Iraqi people under the sanctions and Saddam’s regime. Although, she knew well that she won’t get visa for her anti- Saddam views but still she sent a letter to Saddam with a copy of her book “The Rape of Kuwait”. Through her letter, she told Saddam, she had not agreed with his decision to invade Kuwait and that she does not have faith in him as well as his governance. Therefore, she wants to know how Iraqi citizens are living their life under the sanctions and Saddam’s rule. Surprisingly, she received permission to visit Iraq within three weeks.

Jean had planned to get female translator for her Iraq trip. Jean Sasson writes about  women’s issues. She knew that no Arab women would open her mouth in front of any male. Therefore, she thought female translator would help her to achieve her mission. Although appointing female translator for foreigners was against government policy but somehow she managed to convince Shakir Al- Dulaimi, head of the Ministry of Information Press Center to appoint a female translator for her. That’s where she met Mayada as her official translator.

Mayada and Jean became good friends in that trip. They were in touch with each other and exchanged emails once in a week. One day Mayada suddenly disappeared. Jean found it very disturbing and just when she became restless she received a call from her Mayada informing her that she was in “the can” – Saddam’s secret prison. Few years after the downfall of Saddam’s regime in 2003, Mayada decided to tell her story to the world through Jean and that is how her book Mayada Daughter of Iraq was born.

Sati Al Husri - Father of Arab Nationalism
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Mayada is the granddaughter of Sati Al Husri, known as the father of Arab Nationalism. Every Arab people including Saddam loved and respected sati for his honesty and his work for Arab Nationalism. When he died, Mayada was just seven years old. Even her paternal grandfather Jafar Pasha Al- Askari was a respectable man. He served twice as Iraq’s prime minister. Jean’s book Mayada provide all the interesting information about Mayada’s great historical family background. Jean’s book also shed light on Iraq’s history of war and helps readers to understand the modern political crisis in Iraq.

Mayada was a divorcee and mother of two kids Fay and Ali when she met Jean. She worked as a Journalist under Saddam’s rule and twice received awards from him for her writing. She started a printing press of her own after leaving her job as a journalist. Even under Saddam’s regime she never thought of leaving Iraq , the land of her father’s grave. She believed in the fake promises made by the Saddam. All her dreams were shattered when she was arrested by the Saddam’s secret police for no reasons and kept in cell no 52 with other shadow women.

In cell no 52 Mayada met an angel called Samara. Samara’s story and courage would bring tears in your eyes. Samara and all other women of cell no 52 taught me to be a selfless, strong, lovable, and caring woman. God knows what happened to those angels. I googled about them but could not find anything. I read an Interview of Mayada online where she said, she too had no clue about them. Most probably, saddam’s monsters had killed them one by one in the prison. But my heart wants to believe otherwise. Hope they are still alive. I pray to Gods of all religion to look after those women wherever they are and bless them.

Whenever I read Jean’s book I feel sad, depress, scared but at the same time, her book also always remind me to be thankful to God for giving me a normal life. She also encourages me through her writings to do something for those helpless women all around the world. No, Jean is not just like one of that westerner who loves to portray the superiority of America to the world. She just tries to become voice of the Middle East women, which had been suppressed by their own country. Jean's books is the  platform for those women to present their stories to the world.

Mayada Daughter of Iraq is a story of Mayada and other shadow women, captured and tortured by Saddam’s police. While, reading this book I felt like vomitting twice and felt dizzy. So, those who are weak  should prepare themselves mentally before reading it.

Few excerpts from Mayada Daughter of Iraq:

“While I cannot walk, I can speak.” With a smile she closed her eyes and whispered, “At the last prison, a poem was etched in the wall. Some poor, suffering, nameless woman died there. Wishing to keep some small part of her alive, I memorized her poem. I say this poem to myself, every day.”

“tell us later,” Dr. Sabah encouraged.

“No. let me tell you now, please.”

Dr. Sabah nodded. “All right. but do not tire yourself.”

Samara’s face and body twitched and she haltingly shared the verses she had so carefully memorized:

“They took me away from my home

They slapped me when I cried out for my children

They imprisoned me

They accused me of crimes I had never committed

They interrogated me with their harsh accusations

They tortured me with their cruel hands

They stubbed out cigarettes on my flesh

They cut out my tongue

They raped me

They cut off my breasts

I wept alone, in pain and in fear

They sentenced me to die

They staked me to the wall

I begged for mercy

They shot me between my eyes

They dumped my body in the shallow grave

They buried me without a shroud

After my death, they discovered I was innocent.”

"As she stood as one with the other shadow women, Mayada told herself that she was living a great moment in her life and that she would never forget a single word from Samara's lips. Every flutter of Samara's movement would be a part of her until the day she died.

She cried quietly and soon all the shadow women were crying together.

Mayada looked around and her words broke the sadness binding them all. "We are comrades-in-tears," she said. Several shadow women chuckled wistfully."

Why should you read this book?

·        For her awesome writing style and simple language.

·         To know Iraq's history and modern Iraq.

·         To know about atrocities of Saddam and its secret police.

·         To know about personal life of Saddam and his family members.

·         To know about those brave women who were trapped in cell no 52.

·         If you like reading nonfiction.

·         If you love reading books on middle east.

·         If you love reading books on women issues.
.     If you love Jean Sasson

Why you shouldn't read this book?

·         If you are weak then just skip some pages from this book.

Do I recommend it?

Yes! However, it affects my health but I cannot stop myself from reading her books. I think I am addicted to her writings.

A piece of SHE’s … Rating:  4.5/5  

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Sense and Insensitivity

Earlier I used to deal insensitivity with

Wine and dine

But 

Now, I shall treat you with my silence and smile!

I still remember that summer when I was student of seventh standard; I came to Kolkata alone to spend my summer vacation of two months with my mother’s family. I was on my own. One evening I was talking to my grandmother and she suddenly started telling me stories about the day when my sister and me were born. Though it was not the first time I was hearing those stories but still I did not mind listening to her fond memories repeatedly. 

However, that day she added something more which first broke my little, innocent heart and then it taught me to deal with insensitivity. Before that, my parents and I did not knew how to deal with a super sensitive girl. 

What my grandmother told me is that when I was born she felt bad because she wanted a grandson. And she had promised street cats that if she becomes grand mom of a grandson then she would treat those cats with lots of sweets. But when she found out that, it was I instead of her grandson she turned those cats away and denied them their sweet treat. 

I was laughing aloud while she was reminiscing my birthday. I felt bad but that day I learned to deal insensitivity with silence, grace, and smile. I am thankful to my grandmother for teaching me this lesson. And you know what, today I am her favorite granddaughter.

AsI grew up, I observed one thing that most of the insensitive people I came across in my life are male. Do you agree with me? Are you sensitive? How do you deal with other people’s insensitivity and your over - sensitivity?

Some questions forever remain unanswered in life.

A special someone came into my life

When I was left alone in this world to fight

God sent him to help me that time

He was “no one”

Neither brother nor friend

Maybe he was both

He was an angel!

He became the light in my darkest time and

He had promised, to stand by my side all the time.

My intentions were good and honest for him.

I respected him and,

I prayed for him all the time.

Life was going on …,

One winter morning I went to meet him,

He was on time but he looked tensed

And I was finding it hard to bear the suspense on his face.

He introduced me to a beautiful woman

Though she was good but I somehow I didn’t feel happy to meet her.

That woman was her wife

She was his life, and so, I was left aside.

I bade good-bye to my angel

I never ever called or met him again in my life

I do not understand why he lied to me ?

Why he didn’t tell me he is married?

Why today he cannot stand in front of me and look into my eyes?

Time would never come again to ask him, “why”?

Because I know, "some questions forever remain unanswered in life"!

- Shainee

   year : 2005/06

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Not Without My Daughter - Story of Betty's fatal escape from Iran with her daughter.

College Street (That white building in the left is my university ). Picture 1

Few days back, I met my friend. She wanted to buy few Bengali books for her niece. Therefore, we boarded metro train to reach college street aka “Boi Para” in Bengali. College Street is the largest second hand book market in the world. You will find all types of books here at throwaway prices. I had spent almost two and the half years of my student life here. I studied in Calcutta University, which is located in College Street. This place is heaven for those who love reading. Wherever you look, you will find students roaming around streets or people either buying or selling books. This place is all about books and learners. Time magazine listed College Street in their “Best of Asia” list in 2007. Many political activities also take place in College Street.  This is the place where new and innovative ideas give birth every day. 

After my friend was done with buying books for her niece, I started looking something for me. While, I was hoping to get books by Jean Sasson as I still have hangover of Love in a torn land, my friend pointed out at a book to me laid on footpath in the heaps of second hand books. I picked it up reluctantly. It was “Not without my daughter “by Betty Mahmoody. My eyes instantly brightened up when I found out that, even if it was not from Jean Sasson but this is exactly the kind of book I was looking for to read. I returned from College Street happily as a proud owner of a second hand book, Not Without My Daughter!  

Betty was born on June 9, 1945 in Michigan. She is famous for her autobiography, Not without My Daughter, which had been later presented as motion picture on screen, in 1991, directed by Brian Gilbert. Betty now works as the co founder of an organization, One World: For Children, which provides safety to the children of, inter –cultural marriages and help them to understand and deal with two different cultures of their parents.

I think most of you already know about this book or had seen movie long back. But I haven’t watched the movie and got to know about it only few days back only when I bought this book. In case, you are like me and haven’t read it yet then keep on reading my post to know what’s it’s all about and if you should read it or not.  Don’t worry I will not reveal everything here and so wouldn’t spoil your happy reading journey with this book.

Review:

Hard copy of Not Without My Daughter

Betty married Iranian Physician, Sayed Bozorg Mahamoody aka “Moody” after dating each other for many years. They were living like a happy married couple. Betty felt she had the best husband in the world who understands her and her family, shower gifts, flowers on her daily. Betty’s life was perfect. She could not ask anything more from God. Iran and America were living happily under one roof, respecting and at times adopting each other’s culture. Love was the only reason, which made it possible but you cannot rely on love forever. People change and this book will give you a perfect example of that. Betty loved Americanised Iranian Moody who was changing slowly into a strange orthodox nationality.

In 1970, Iranian people were not happy with the then ruler of Iran, Mohammad Reza Saha because of his liberal ways and his good relationship with American government. Reza believe in giving some rights to the women which made them angry further. People dismissed his leadership, which led to Iranian Revolution. Ayatollah Khomeini took advantage of this situation and eventually became emperor of Iran. Ayatollah dismissed Iran’s old constitution and imposed new constitution, Islamic Republic of Iran that included many strict rules especially for women.

Many educated Iranians who were living outside Iran strangely supported Khomeini and his ways. As soon as he came into power, they started craving to live their life in Iran. Moody was one of them. Things between Betty and Moody started changing since then. Moody got himself involved in politics. His colleague started calling him Dr. Khomeini. Eventually, he lost his job and blamed American staffs for it. He begun loathing Americans and withdrew his application for American citizenship.

He had become determined to return to Iran with his wife and daughter especially after his nephew, Mammal visited America for his treatment. Mammal stayed with them and he convinced Moody to return to Iran with his family. Together they shaped a conspiracy to take his wife Betty and daughter Mahtob to Iran forever. Moody somehow convinced Betty that they are going to Iran for two weeks  to see his family and then trapped them after reaching there.

Not without My Daughter is about how Betty made it back to America alive and safely with her daughter.

While I was googling “Betty Mahmoody”, I found out that Moody created a documentary called “Without my daughter” to tell his side of story to world. He claimed in this documentary that her wife knew about his decision to stay in Iran before they came.

A piece of SHE’s rating: 5/5

Do I recommend it?: Yes!

*****               ******                   *******                     ********                       ******* 

Again, I came up with some One - Liners :

Your words can make or break a relationship.

All addictions are bad even if you are addicted to LOVE.

Falling is rising.

Is this the life you wanted for yourself ?

That awkward moment when you fail life's exam before appearing for it. 

*****                ******                                  ********                        ************

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