One more in the tally.
Dhaka will wake up in few hours. Like any other Sunday, life will start with heavy traffic and with the same heart. With same fear, and no words, nothing new to say about.
As Nuhash Humayun wrote, “Pohela Boishak made it clear this country is a disturbingly dangerous place to be a woman. Rajon's fate and what followed made it obvious this is a nasty place to be a child. And of course, it's undeniably obvious there is no place for free thinkers here.
Looks like Bangladesh is a beautiful, safe place, as long as you're an adult Muslim male.”
Some tried to say, “talking against religion can't be free thinking.” Yet, religion gets the license to say anything, anything in the name of God.
One less minority in the streets of Dhaka, at least by name. They are scared, they will leave, sooner or later. Statistics speaks, the country that has seen a drop from 28% in 1980s to 8% in 2014. My own opinion it's far less. Why will they not? All females including children, elderly and those physically challenged of three Hindu villages in Bhola were raped by BNP-jamaat men after the 2001 general elections, and no trial so far!
I left, so shall others. That's how this works I guess. But, will it help? Will it save my life? Save others life? IF all the bloggers stop writing, will that stop the whole consecutive murders? The answer I get from myself is very gloomy.
As Martin Niemoller famously said,
“First they came for the Socialists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Socialist.
Then they came for the Trade Unionists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Trade Unionist.
Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Jew.
Then they came for me—and there was no one left to speak for me.”