Disadvantage Bengali Struggle, the Nightmare, fighting with our family. Furthermore, Race and we attacked. However, almost every day, hearing the word “Paki go back to your own country”, the Anti-Racist Movement was the turning point that changed lives in a land of opportunity and hopes both politically and economically; those who came to the UK in the mid-’80s do not have an understanding or clue about the past.
Once again, a reflection of memory PART NINE, my first visit to Bangladesh since I went to the UK and seven months spent in Bangladesh where all family issues and my time with people encouraged and motivated me in 1977.
By-: Sunahwar Ali
I was given taka 1 lac by Tabarak Ali (Jonnan’s mama) for his family to buy land, and it is my duty and responsibility to hand over such funds once the land deal gets done or to keep the money in my custody where it was held. So, Tabark Ali Jonnan’s mama’s father asked for 50,000 takas. However, my health was not good, and I asked my brother to collect such money from Sylhet town and take it to Jonnan mama’s father, who gave him a note to hand over to Mulana Aziur Uddin cousin of Abdul Kadir of the village of Ruhail, Jannathpur who was involved with IP (money transferring) business for Kadir Chacha in Bangladesh, very upsetting for me was my brother collected 50,000 takas. However, he has given Jonnan’s mama’s father 45,000 takas, where he has taken 5,000 from such money. So, I wrote a letter to Tobark Ali Jonnan’s mama about it, but his reply was not to worry about such an incident and never to trust my brother again. So, if I need money for myself, I could spend it from the rest of the cash held by Mullana Aziur Uddin.
So, my visit to Bangladesh started with a significant family issue: a problem between my father, mother and my uncle (Bro Mama) that was a compassionate issue where my grandfather (Nana) left my grandmother (Nani) came to our village before his time to pass this world. The fight between my mother and my bro mama continues for a long time.
My time in Bangladesh was boring, but I spent time to time in Sylhet town trying to meet new people and, in the village, spending time with family plus a group of people including Farak Bhai, Roshik Bhai, Tuta Chacha and different networks within our village Mossibir Bhai. A gang of four people visited other houses in our village while going to Kanbury Bazar to have an adda at a tea shop.
Every time visiting Sylhet town were coming to know different people which such kind of People kept asking where I was from and if there was a Basha (House) in Sylhet town or if any of my family members were doing government jobs. However, my reply was no to their question, but the majority lost interest in building a friendship with me as my background and family were not their standard; at the same time, people did maintain maxing with the same age group that was their culture, unlike myself.
In Sylhet town, almost every day used go to the watching Bengali movies, but getting tickets took work. Nevertheless, they mostly got tickets through Black Market, paying more for movie tickets.
One day trying to buy a ticket young person aged 20 was trying to make fun of me by provoking me; at some point lost my temper and punched him without thinking of what could happen as I am not a local person; at the same time, Londoni as well. So there was a crowd of people a person had built to ask me what was happening, and I did explain the situation. He asked such a person if it was true, and his reply was proudly saying yes, where the person slaps him by saying never to do suck kinds of things with guests coming from outside Sylkhet town. So the person asked me to have a drink with him at the first-floor restaurant called Tishna, but I told him I needed to buy a movie ticket before starting the movie, but he told me not to worry about the movie ticket and that he will arrange it for me.
I agreed to have a drink with him, and after having a soft drink where both introduced each other his name was Moshraf from Hawapara, Sylhet, and he was an EPR during the Pakistan period ends it up being a freedom fighter in 1971 and started earning his income doing black market with the Lalkuti cinema hall, bondor Bazar where he induced to me person called Salam both working together as a team. So, Moshoraf Bhai became an excellent friend of mine, and he kept an eye on me and looked after me while I spent time in Sylhet town. Also, I became friends with two other people, Footballer Mustaque and Mukul of Subhanighatr, Sylhet. Bangladesh visit continues following issues as part-TEN.