A few years ago I read a novel called Life, Love, and Assimilation. It tells the story of a young Muslim woman, born in Bangladesh, but raised in Tower Hamlets – an impoverished area of London with a large Bangladeshi population.
She records her brother’s drug addiction, and her parents’ refusal to deal with it; falling in love with a young Muslim man at university, but having to hide the relationship from her parents on the grounds that he is from Pakistan; and the disappointment of an arranged marriage.
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