His blood shall never dry!
Anis Ahmed
"In
Bangabandhu's death Bangladesh lost its founding father. The first spell of
democracy and rights of the people became hostage to military rules soon. Some
of his own political party Awami League then sided with the killers and joined
the government of Khondakar Mostaq Ahmad -- a Bangabandhu's loyal turned
betrayer and stooge of the killers."
At
that fateful dawn in a two-storey house at Road 32 of Dhanmondi residential
area, blood spilled profusely on the stairs and floors when Bangabandhu Sheikh
Mujibur Rahman, the Father of the Nation, and most of his family members were
gunned down by renegade army officers who wrote the darkest chapter in the
history of independent Bangladesh.
It
was August 15, 1975. Bangabandhu and his loved ones lay lifeless in pools of
blood for hours under the hawkish stare of the killers who had showed him to
exit from the world.
The
tragedy happened, provoked by some crooked politicians, in less than four years
after Bangladesh had won independence from Pakistan riding on the freedom model
built and pursued by Bangabandhu that the unpatriotic, power hungry,
disgruntled monsters in army uniform could not accept to tolerate.
Bangabandhu
died a hero's death, so were his wife Bangamata Sheikh Fazilatunnesa Mujib, his
sons Sheikh Kamal and Sheikh Jamal, their wives. Little Russel, Bangabandhu's
youngest son, had also to bite the bullets and killed. Bangabandhu kept his
head high as ever even facing the guns and refused to submit to the threats of
the killers. He did not beg for mercy and upheld the cause for which he
sacrificed his entire life that made him the unparalleled leader of not only
Bangladesh but of the freedom-loving world.
In
Bangabandhu's death Bangladesh lost its founding father. The first spell of
democracy and rights of the people became hostage to military rules soon. Some
of his own political party Awami League then sided with the killers and joined
the government of Khondakar Mostaq Ahmad -- a Bangabandhu's loyal turned
betrayer and stooge of the killers. Sadly, at that wee hour no one who could
probably save the Prime Minister (Sheikh Mujibur Rahman) and his pals in that
fateful dawn, including then army chief Major General Shafiullah and his deputy
Ziaur Rahman remained mysteriously away - and Shafiullah did not respond to
Bangabandhu's phone call for help.
It
is alleged with due credibility that Shafiullah behaved like a coward while
Major General Ziaur Rahman was part of a conspiracy to kill Bangabandhu. Zia's
accession to power as Chief Martial Law Administrator after throwing away
Mostaq adds credibility to the claim on him being a mastermind of Mujib's
killing.
The
killers buried all the dead but Bangabandhu in a Dhaka graveyard and flew him
in a military helicopter, before the public became aware of what had happened
at Bangabandhu's house, to Tungipara, his ancestral home in Gopalganj district.
There he was buried in a hurry unceremoniously at a desolate place with some
poor, shivering relatives watching from distance and shedding tears.
Bangabandhu, without whom we would not have achieved independence and have a
homeland of our own, has since rested there in peace.
On
August 15 every year Bangladesh now under the rule of his daughter Prime
Minister Sheikh Hasina observes the tragic anniversary as National Mourning Day
throughout the country. Droves of people pay respect at his Tungipara graveside
and also at the gravesides of Mujib's family members in the capital Dhaka.
August 15 has been a sad anniversary always and shall remain so.
Once
the dead bodies were removed, Bangabandhu's house at Road 32, Dhanmondi, was
cleaned and the bloods swiped away by the killers or his ardent followers once
the rebels had left the place. The house was later converted into a museum
showing Bangabandhu's lifetime mementos and memories. Thousands of people
including foreign dignitaries visit the museum, pay respect to one of history's
most prominent leaders and sign the condolence book.
But
we know the invisible stains of blood still litter that house - because
Bangabandhu's blood can never dry. It will remain there as long as Bangladesh
lives and continue to bleed from the loss of the Father of the Nation and the
wounds inflicted upon the nation.
The
killers cut his life short, deprived the nation of a paramount leader who no
one else would ever match. His indomitable spirits and towering personality
shall remain alive ever to guide Bangladesh for many years to come.
Making
an assessment of Bangabandhu as a leader, of his ideals and ideologies would
need volumes of research works and notations. He was a leader who cannot be
tied in any frame other than himself.
August
15 has returned to us with loads of pain and anger but also reminds us of an
extraordinary human who can only be compared with a lion full of rage, passion,
love and smile even at hard times. Bangabandhu Sheikh Mujibur Rahman will be
physically missed forever but remembered until the last of Bengali is alive.
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