I'm sorry if my post reads like I'm feeling obliged to be outraged by the prejudices.

As a brown female living in a religious (sometimes to the point of terrorism), racist and misogynistic society, it's impossible for me not to be triggered when a character's beauty is explained by the "whiteness" of their skin, as much as I'm, unfortunately, used to these. I don't feel like I'm always have to be aware of racism, sexism or social injustice, no, I'm by default always aware of these.

But if I have to boycott all the prejudiced Bengali books, there'd be hardly anything left for me from the past centuries. I don't want that. So I actively try to shallow the bitterness down if a book is particularly enlightening.

In case of this book... well, it usually has a place on every Bengali's reading list, and for good reasons. In fact, I've never heard anyone complain about it before. I'd really like to finish it, too. But then something comes up and creeps me out.

I posted the question here to know if anyone had similar experience . When you really want to read a book, but the casual prejudices bother you.