Dark Path Traveler

He was born in the East Pakistani city of Dhaka. When his parents migrated to Pakistan after the East Pakistan tragedy, he was a small but big dreaming innocent child.

The innocent child who flew away on time was now young. He had no special interest in education but his mind 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 who could cut this diamond

He climbed into the hands of the ungodly of time. He was as young as 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 the happy and influential racist slogans.

He was a young man who was rejected by the society and grew up in the economic downturn

Not knowing how many young people were affected by these deceptive slogans and ruined their future by leaving their fortunes in the hands of one person.

His nights and days were spent in obedience to orders

He wanted to do something

You just have to be more discriminating with the help you render toward other people

So he, too, in his field, the armed struggle, "which he considered a war of rights."

Gained special skills

He could open any weapon in minutes and bring it back to its original state

From running a car, riding a motorcycle, to firing a weapon, to shooting, he was second to none.

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 was spending his days and nights in such a busy and busy manner. His family and relatives were unaware. He did not know where he was going or where he was missing.

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 your own firing range in a nearby river?

He said no, he had gone ahead of time

Perhaps he had blocked the way back with his own hands

He walked away from the playful young family

In any case, the desire of his carved idol was to forget everyone except him. Dear friends and relatives, all had become meaningless.

He had even vowed not to allow religion to interfere with the love of "this person" when he was very special.

If the struggle had been based on unarmed and non-violence, the ladder of success could never have been climbed so fast.

This was not at all obvious, 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 wholeheartedly with this movement who had neither greed nor personal motives were slaves of Hukam from Hukam Pakistan or from outside their lives did not make any difference. ...

However, the danger had increased because the enemies were now their own

Now the process of hiding began

He left 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 getting more difficult day by day.

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 not be punished for leaving.

That fact must be taken into account. "

Everyone around him wanted to control it, but things got worse

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 utmost fearlessness by putting his eyes in the eyes of death lost this game ...

The unknown entity about which the news originated became the news itself.

The diamond that could have emitted many rays turned out to be just a stone which eventually became dust ...