Birth of Bangladesh
“It was best of the time, it was worst of the time." It was turmoil, fragility, uncertainty and bloodshed. Black clouds hung over our heads, shaking gunfire engulfed the Dhaka city and people including teen youths were escaping from their birth soil. A baby-bearing mother could not escape from the danger, from the horror and from the butchery. A baby came to the earth and took the air, light and mom's affection. The mother had to reside here and there in fear of alien evils to save her newborn baby. The father who did not get the chance to see his newborn baby marched to fight against the butchers. The only days-old baby could not, however, get the opportunity to see, to touch, to smell and to smile to its dad. Its father sacrificed himself for a great mission such as, in lieu of his own life, his only baby could be reared up on the soil of the freed country. Bangladesh as a free state was born after the nine-month long struggle against the evil occupation forces. Like the frightened baby-bearing mother it had tried to save its children. It paved the way for her children not to live like slaves. Thirty-six years after, my motherland is celebrating its glorious independence flying balloons, firing gunshots in commemoration of the forefathers' sacrifices. Happy Victory Day to all.
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