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We were there in East Pakistan until Abba
called us to join him in Karachi. He recently joined
Pakistan Airforce & got his first rank as Pilot
Officer. This young man in the image was trying to pose as if he is walking in P.A.F (Pakistan Air Force) base Mauripur near Karachi (1969). I was admitted to class 1 in P.A.F model school. Bengali was not taught there. So, gradually I was learning Urdu. I became addicted to reading Urdu novels for the minors. So, Abba transferred me to a Bengali school, where I was the only Officers child. Others were children of Bengali Non-commissioned officers. I had a close friendship with 1 boy named Abid, and a girl named Mili. I still remember them, because they were so polished in nature that my father always used to tell me to follow them. |
| One good morning I went to the city with
Abba to see the dead body of one pilot named Flt. Lt.
Matiur Rahman. He was trying to force one Aircraft out of
Pakistan to Indian territory. The Co-pilot struggled with
him and the plane crashed. Eventually Matiur Uncle became
one of the seven lucky "Bir Sreshtha's" (The
highest honour for war heros in Bangladesh). But we knew that war has started. It was like thunders during the night with sirens & burning ammunations in the sky. It was like millions of moving stars throughout the whole sky. All of us used to hide inside the trench (a cave underground). My parents used to murmer "Doa Unus". Eventually, Pakistan lost the war. We saw a burning oil terminal for 7 days. Pakistani Authority treated us well & told us to move to "Warsak Camp" in Peshawar, An Afgan city near the Himalayas. |
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It took about 24 hours to reach in the
prison camp. Whole train was booked for Bengali
prisoners. On the way we enjoyed panoromic view of
Pakistan It was realy nice. Especially while transitting
"Khaiber Pass" a long tunnel inside rocky
mounains, one could have a whole view of Pindi city. Many
among us vomitted every now and then in this long
journey. But I enjoyed alright. Warsak Camp was very small place. Airforce Officers scattered all around the area. We could see the whitish tips of Himalayas. |
