In the past week or so, I kept returning to “If I can’t dance, I don’t want to be part of your revolution,” as I scrolled through Bangladeshi Facebook timelines, watching debates multiply in real time around Zaima Rahman, daughter of Bangladesh’s newly elected prime minister, Tariq Rahman. Over the past few weeks, I have watched two parallel debates emerge around dance, female visibility, legitimacy, and power. One side of this debate centres on Zaima Rahman. Reading Goldman today, I see echoes of that tension in the debates around Zaima Rahman and Arthy Ahmed. “If I can’t dance, I don’t want to be part of your revolution.” In Bangladesh today, this line reads not as nostalgia but as a challenge.

Source: Dhaka Tribune March 06, 2026 18:11 UTC