Before beginning my
story, I’d like to say that having my roots from Bangladesh; I don’t lack a
sense of identity. I am an Indian. But back at my house in Kolkata, my
grandparents still speak Bangladeshi Bengali, the cooking recipes are a distinct
spill-over from their past, and as I had read somewhere a person can grow only
as strong as your roots are, I can say I am subconsciously rooted with the
country I have never visited.
The nostalgia of the
‘desh’ keeps revisiting in our debates over the superiority of ‘Bangal’(those
from former East Bengal) vs ‘Ghoti’(those from West Bengal) to our accent and
use of vocabulary, to food habits, taste quotient and even recipes to supporting
East Bengal over Mohun Bagan football clubs.
Today let me share
with you memories of the 1971 war as told by my grandfather.
I or those who are like me will best understand growing up to grandparents narrating beautiful tales of their deep love for their ancestral place, the school, the childhood games they played, the communal harmony shown during the festivals, the delicious food made out of edible roots that we are unaware of, a feast of fresh fish caught from the rivers, the vast property and land, family riches, the ghosts stories, 'Mukti Juddho' and the list is endless.
These stories have painted memories of happy days which the border that runs through us can never fade.
I or those who are like me will best understand growing up to grandparents narrating beautiful tales of their deep love for their ancestral place, the school, the childhood games they played, the communal harmony shown during the festivals, the delicious food made out of edible roots that we are unaware of, a feast of fresh fish caught from the rivers, the vast property and land, family riches, the ghosts stories, 'Mukti Juddho' and the list is endless.
These stories have painted memories of happy days which the border that runs through us can never fade.
However, as my
grandfather spoke of the ‘মুক্তিযুদ্ধ (Muktijuddo; Liberation War)’with a ‘Bangal (a Bengali dialect)’ tone ,
only a handful times though, I still remember the distant look in his eyes as
the horrors of the war opened in front of my eyes. His voice would break in
between as he walked down the pages of history.
The 1971 LiberationWar, Mukti Juddho, has not only given us an independent Bangladesh. It
has given people sorrow, loss of ancestral home and land, an age-long battle of
resettlement and last but not the least signs of Pakistani’s brutality
everywhere.
When the country
was set ablaze with the brutalities of Pakistan, thousands of civilians
including our grandparents had to flee overnight leaving behind their entire
possessions so that they could survive to tell the stories of those who did not.
They are the
keepers of the gruesome story of killings, bloodsheds, genocides, rapes and
tragedies by the Pakistani Armies that will move the readers. History has kept
alive the war crimes that Pakistan wanted to bury.
The official figure
released by the Bangladesh Government stated that nearly 3 million people were
killed and half a million women were raped, that, was the intensity of the genocide.
The scars are so
deep that Bangladesh can never forget it although Pakistan remains in denial.
Well, that is the best option for Pakistan because denial is much better than
feeling guilty.
Pakistan lost
Bangladesh in 1971. Defeat was inevitable for the simple fact that tyranny can
never win over freedom struggle.
Pakistan repeats 1971 war crimes in Balochistan |
Forty seven years on, Pakistani history books still promote false narratives
about Bangladeshi independence. The tragedy thus remains unpunished and known
to only war survivors. But Pakistan continues to repeat the infamous atrocities
of the past now in Balochistan. History of 1971 is repeating itself in
Balochistan. But, the question is,
‘Could ‘Balochistan’ be the next ‘Bangladesh’?’
“A Cry for Justice: Empirical Insights from
Balochistan” by Kaiser Bengali may be the answer.
He says, “East Pakistan was a part of Pakistan and there are reasons why it’s not a part of Pakistan now.”
He says, “East Pakistan was a part of Pakistan and there are reasons why it’s not a part of Pakistan now.”
Balochistan's Freedom Struggle from Pakistan |
After 70 years of
being a slave, the little fire of Balochistan’s Freedom struggle has been
ignited and the flame is spreading.
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