Dark Traveler Story
He was born in the Eastern Pakistani city of Dhaka when his parents migrated to Pakistan after the East Pakistan tragedy. He was an innocent little but big dreamer.
The innocent child flew away on time. Now he was young. He had no special interest in education but his brain was full of technical skills.
Even as a child, he used to alter toys and make them into something
He was a young man who loved and cared for his family
He used to enjoy small joys to the fullest
He was a very difficult man, but if good education and training were available, he would be a diamond
But there was no one to carve this diamond
He climbed into the hands of the lords of the time, a young man like a diamond
And then that uncut diamond became a hero one day
But a hero who was a hero to some but a villain to society.
He didn't know what he was doing.
He had deceived himself for just one person
He had forgotten who he was, why he was, what the purpose of life was
He just followed the mirage, inspired by happy and impressive racist slogans.
He was a rejected youth of the society, he grew up in economic misery
How many young people like this were ruined by their future by giving their fortunes in the hands of one person inspired by these deceptive slogans.
His nights and days were spent in obedience to orders
He wanted to do something
So he, too, in his field, the armed struggle, "which he considered a war of rights."
He could open any weapon in minutes and bring it back to its original state
From running a car, riding a motorcycle, to carrying a weapon, to shooting, he was second to none. All his close associates and his organizational patrons acknowledged this.
At first, he was afraid of the police and the police station but with the passage of time the fear of the police came out of his heart and he started having fun with the police.
He spent his days and nights in the same busyness and busyness. His family and relatives were unaware. He did not know where he was going or where he was missing. No one had the opportunity or need to know all this.
When did the neighboring enemy cross the country's border and reach the training camp?
When did you come back from there and start training and shooting other youths in the self-made firing range in the nearby river?
He said no, he had gone ahead of time
Perhaps he had blocked the way back with his own hands
He moved away from the playful young family
In any case, the desire of his carved idol was to forget everyone except him. Dear relatives and friends, all had become meaningless. Parents and siblings did not become an obstacle in his way.
He had even promised not to allow religion to interfere with the love of "this person" when he was very special.
If the struggle had been unarmed and based on non-violence, the ladder of success could never have been climbed so fast.
This was not clear at all, so the war that started with other nationalities in the name of rights has now started in the squares and intersections with its own language.
The loss on both sides was its own loss
Some people were with the organization only for the sake of wealth. They made a lot of money
Many people, including the chief, left the country
But many people, including him, who were wholehearted with the movement, who had neither greed nor personal goals, were slaves to the order, whether the order came from Pakistan or from outside their lives. ...
However, the danger had increased because the enemies were now their own
Based on a True love story
Now began the process of hiding
He fled the country with one of his comrades but returned home after falling into the trap set by the other party.
It was the only way out of the controversy that closed
Now the situation was becoming more difficult day by day. The police and the institutions were sniffing the workers of the organization who were once a symbol of terror.
Now the police and the agencies had access to a lot of deviant boys who knew their secret whereabouts.
On this occasion, a friend advised him to get out of hell
But he was afraid that his family members would be punished for leaving.
This strengthened his intentions
Everyone wanted to control it. Things had gotten very bad
Nature gave him another chance
He now had two options: to drop his weapon and make an arrest, or to continue his so-called armed struggle.
This time he made a mistake again and took the path of armed struggle
And finally, the hour came when he was arrested
I wonder if he realized at that moment that he was wrong ...
Yes maybe
But the one who defeated death with great fearlessness by putting his eyes in the eyes of death lost this game ...
The unknown entity about which the news was born became the news itself.
The diamond that could have emitted many rays turned out to be just a stone that eventually became dust ...
