On 27th March, accompanied with Rafique. I crossed the border and decided to go to Agartala. Our aim was to collect arms and assistance materials. Because one thing I could realize that we would not be able to resist the Pakistan army fully equipped with modem weapons and ammunitions with the help of some rifles, licensed guns and through breaking the railway tracks with bamboo sucks. They would finish us. Therefore improved training and assistance of weapons were absolutely necessary for guerrilla warfare. Apprehensions also were working in my mind. "I am not a renowned political or famous student leader." "Will the neighboring country respond to my request?" "Will anybody stretch his hands of assistance to my call?" Yet with heavy mind and with great expectation I stepped towards an unknown neighboring country.
1 was thinking and thinking. Suddenly an idea struck my mind that at least I would be able to communicate the painful story about the brutal killings and massacre made by Pakistani army. If they would transmit such news to the world on humanitarian ground and such attempts would be helpful to create world consciences, it would also be a benefit for freedom struggle. It could also create sympathy of the world on our part. Though the country is different, majority of the inhabitants of Agartala were in some ways the original inhabitant of either Comilla or Brahmanbria or Akhaura. After 1947, they settled on the other side of the border permanently. We would, of course, get their sympathy and help from them. Sail they have relatives and properties in this region. For attraction of the pulse, they would surely respond. From Akhaura anybody can reach the border of Agartala by rickshaw. After taking 30 minutes journey there is a check post through which in previous days goods were carried through this road by truck from Akhaura to Agartala. After die battle of 1965, this road was closed
Cordial reception and hospitality by the people of Agartala.
When we reached the check post, the Indian border security force B.S.F. raised objection to cross the bonier due to restriction for the entry of Bangladeshi people into India. Getting obstruction I felt sad and thought that perhaps we would have to return ourselves from that point. At that time some students and peoples of Agartala waited eagerly from other side of the border to learn the news of Bangladesh. They talked to us from other sides of the border and wanted to know of our deplorable condition. From this side we informed them about the terrific incidents of mass killing on 25th March. We further informed them of our intention to go to Agartala. The students came forward to help us. They advised us to cross the borders by the northern side of thc check post. Since the border security forces did not object to that proposal, we moved to that direction. But there was one canal, which became our obstruction to cross the border. We were thinking how deep was water there. When we, after putting off our shoes, began to step down into the water, the two college students of Agartala came to us gating themselves wetted through chest level waters and almost forcibly earned us on their shoulders to other side of the canal. Coming to know from us the deplorable conditions of Bangladesh, they straightly invited us to come to the office of the state congress of Aganala. We delightedly accepted their invitation. Our heart became heavy with excitement and joy. We were walking through the streets of agartala like heroes of Bangladesh liberation war. While accompanying students and peoples, many Curious people al so joined us in the streets. In one time the the settle of our marching began to stand by the site of road and give us passage to go forward. Many of them asked, who ware they? the student relied to them, Bangabandhu’, ‘they are the man of joy Bangla’. At this time they wanted to realize to people by them ‘Bangabandhu’ as the friend of Bangladesh. But till that time they did not know that the people of Bangladesh awarded.
1 was thinking and thinking. Suddenly an idea struck my mind that at least I would be able to communicate the painful story about the brutal killings and massacre made by Pakistani army. If they would transmit such news to the world on humanitarian ground and such attempts would be helpful to create world consciences, it would also be a benefit for freedom struggle. It could also create sympathy of the world on our part. Though the country is different, majority of the inhabitants of Agartala were in some ways the original inhabitant of either Comilla or Brahmanbria or Akhaura. After 1947, they settled on the other side of the border permanently. We would, of course, get their sympathy and help from them. Sail they have relatives and properties in this region. For attraction of the pulse, they would surely respond. From Akhaura anybody can reach the border of Agartala by rickshaw. After taking 30 minutes journey there is a check post through which in previous days goods were carried through this road by truck from Akhaura to Agartala. After die battle of 1965, this road was closed
Cordial reception and hospitality by the people of Agartala.
When we reached the check post, the Indian border security force B.S.F. raised objection to cross the bonier due to restriction for the entry of Bangladeshi people into India. Getting obstruction I felt sad and thought that perhaps we would have to return ourselves from that point. At that time some students and peoples of Agartala waited eagerly from other side of the border to learn the news of Bangladesh. They talked to us from other sides of the border and wanted to know of our deplorable condition. From this side we informed them about the terrific incidents of mass killing on 25th March. We further informed them of our intention to go to Agartala. The students came forward to help us. They advised us to cross the borders by the northern side of thc check post. Since the border security forces did not object to that proposal, we moved to that direction. But there was one canal, which became our obstruction to cross the border. We were thinking how deep was water there. When we, after putting off our shoes, began to step down into the water, the two college students of Agartala came to us gating themselves wetted through chest level waters and almost forcibly earned us on their shoulders to other side of the canal. Coming to know from us the deplorable conditions of Bangladesh, they straightly invited us to come to the office of the state congress of Aganala. We delightedly accepted their invitation. Our heart became heavy with excitement and joy. We were walking through the streets of agartala like heroes of Bangladesh liberation war. While accompanying students and peoples, many Curious people al so joined us in the streets. In one time the the settle of our marching began to stand by the site of road and give us passage to go forward. Many of them asked, who ware they? the student relied to them, Bangabandhu’, ‘they are the man of joy Bangla’. At this time they wanted to realize to people by them ‘Bangabandhu’ as the friend of Bangladesh. But till that time they did not know that the people of Bangladesh awarded.
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