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A defining moment?

By Rahnuma Ahmed:

UNEASY lies the head that wears a crown,’ wrote Shakespeare. She is still haunted by memories of ‘grenades and bullets’, said Sheikh Hasina recently (New York Times, March 13, 2009). It was an obvious reference to the attempt on her life outside the Awami League central office during the Bangladesh Nationalist Party-led four-party alliance government. An attack that left two dozen dead. In early February, before the BDR rebellion occurred, the prime minister had to move from her Dhanmondi residence to Jamuna, the state guesthouse, far more secure. According to newspaper reports, international intelligence sources (US, UAE, Pakistan) had informed the government that Sheikh Hasina’s life was at risk from global terrorist organisations working in league with local militant groups.

Uneasy too, it seems, lies the head that has lost a crown. Ex-prime minister Khaleda Zia also has reasons to fear for her life. Ministers and lawmakers belonging to her government, Ruhul Kuddus Talukdar Dulu, Nadim Mustofa, Mizanur Rahman Minu, Alamgir Kabir, had reportedly extended patronage to JMB militants . Its top-ranking leaders had been arrested during her reign. Although the executions had taken place during the caretaker government period, rumours say, JMB militants view it as a betrayal. One that they have not forgiven. (They had wanted to speak to the media, but it was a wish that remained unfulfilled. Who knows what beans they would have spilled?). Rumours say JMB militants are biding their time.

Leaders of Jamaat-e-Islami, too, must be losing sleep as legal procedures for holding war crimes trials are increasingly worked out by the government. As a sidenote I cannot help but wonder about the US administration’s offer of help. Surely, it does not extend to extraditing Henry Kissinger, the-then US secretary of state, who had supported the Pakistan army’s campaign of genocide in 1971?

Regarding the BDR uprising, widespread public apprehension still remains: will we ever get to know the truth? Will we ever learn why, what happened, did happen? The commerce minister, Lt Col (retd) Faruk Khan, coordinator of three ongoing investigations, has since retreated on his earlier comments of JMB’s links to the Pilkhana carnage. These, we were informed, were based not on probe findings, but on ‘personal observations’. This was soon followed by a bit of wrangling with CID officials over whether video footage, containing evidence of the rebellion, had been recovered or not. Now that that is more or less settled, photographs have surfaced of the Durbar Hall meeting, in, of all places, Facebook. A selection has been printed in some of the leading dailies. How did they get there? The ISPR (Inter-Services Public Relations) surprisingly said they are ‘not aware of such pictures.’ More discerning minds, besides commenting that they ‘raise more questions than they answer,’ have pointed out that there is a central story line to the photos and the captions: that the BDR officers had not fired the first shot.

The Durbar Hall photographs seem to have distracted public attention away from the deaths of several BDR soldiers. According to Amnesty International there are credible reasons to think that four of these deaths were caused by torture. Surely, the timing of the release of these photographs, like the surfacing of many other events and innuendoes, is a mere coincidence?

Civil-military relations: replacing history with naiveté

SOON after the Pilkhana carnage, I happened to watch a talk-show on a private TV channel. The discussant was a senior retired army officer, also a freedom fighter. In the light of the carnage, he said, three things should no longer be mentioned: command failure, intelligence failure, and corruption (in the army). I add to this list, ‘accumulated grievances’, one that I have come across elsewhere.

They hardly are.

But the more I think about it, the more evident it becomes that he was advocating an erasure of history. The history of our army’s intervention in politics, including the two years of army-backed Fakhruddin rule.
It is difficult to follow his advice, especially as I listen to audio-tapes (the ban on YouTube having been lifted) of the March 1 encounter between angry army officers and the prime minister at Senakunja. Apologists have pointed out that the rudeness on display is understandable. Grief-stricken at having lost so many of the best and brightest, the emotional outburst of the officers was only to be expected.

But, of course. Particularly since bereavement in Bangladesh is neither individuated, nor is it a private affair, as is the norm in western societies. Launch and ferry disasters occur regularly, and one often sees bereaved family members crying out at the injustice: at Allah, for not having been merciful; at launch owners, for having been criminally negligent; at district officials, for their laxity in conducting rescue operations. But their aggrieved tone beseeches. It implores. It is that of a supplicant unlike that of the army officers at Senakunja.

Although the BDR rebellion was, in an objective sense, a fratricidal conflict (to quote from the prime minister’s moving address to the nation, ‘brother against brother’), it quickly took on the overtones of a civil-military conflict since the government had opted for a political (negotiations), instead of a military resolution to the rebellion (storm Pilkhana and ‘crush’ the rebels).

Emotions, too, are embedded in larger structures of power, and powerlessness. And although the voices of our respectable army officers refer to a senior-junior division within the officer ranks, to a division between power-hungry army elders vs juniors who are mere pawns in their power games, in the final analysis, this division gets over-ridden. What emerges is a collective voice, a voice that does not take cognisance of the fact that the person whom they address is no other than the one overwhelmingly voted to power by the nation’s electorate, to lead the nation. To embody and represent the collective will of the people. And this ability to not take cognisance is deeply embedded in a particular history of power. It is a history that cannot be denied or wished away, however much one may wish to do so. It is the history of the army as a contestant of state power. As a usurper of state power. As a wielder of state power. One that is, after all is said and done, based on its monopoly of coercive force. One of the questions raised, rather plaintively, amra ki emon shujog-shubidha pai? (After all, what benefits and facilities do we get?), speaks of a detachment from the social and material realities of Bangladesh. To civilian ears, it cannot sound anything but naive. And it is the entrenchment of these vocal officers (since only three splices of the Senajunja meeting have been made publicly-available) in a history-less space, one that is not materially grounded in the structures of either society or state, that in a sense, reinforces civilian perceptions of the army as an exclusive and isolationist group.

It has served to not only deepen the civilian-military divide but paradoxically enough (or, maybe not) to garner support for civilian power and authority.

A blurring of the civil-military divide in India and the US

IT IS generally assumed that military rule occurs only in third world countries, it is caused by weak political institutions, competition between political and military elites for power. But things are not as simple as that. Let’s take a closer look at two of the largest democracies in the world, India and the United States.

There is evidence of growing militarisation in neighbouring India, but this has been caused not by the weakening of political institutions, nor because of changes in civilian-military relations at the formal, institutional level. Sunil Dasgupta argues that two trends, the growing internal security role of the military, and the growing ‘militarisation’ of political, technical and administrative leadership, have resulted in a blurring of the civilian-military divide.

And, in the case of the United States, although state power rests with civilians, it is an acknowledged fact that the nation is ruled by the military industrial complex, interestingly enough, a term popularised by president Eisenhower, the general turned politician. Eugene Jarecki, author (The American Way of War), filmmaker (Why We Fight) and public policy thinker, in a recent interview says once upon a time Clemeceau had said that war should not be left to the generals. But in the last eight years, it was civilians (Donald Rumsfeld, Dick Cheney, Condoleeza Rice) who brought the world to one of the most dangerous points witnessed in our human history. It was civilians who told the generals to shut up.

Eisenhower had said in his farewell address – and Jarecki adds, think about this in the 9/11 context – in meeting crises whether foreign or domestic, whether great or small, there is a recurring temptation to feel that some spectacular or costly action could prove the miraculous solution to all difficulties. But the real answer to crises is to seek a balance in, and among, national programmes. There is no such thing as perfect security. It has never existed, it never will. In opting for spectacular or costly actions, we can destroy from within what we are trying to protect from without.

The nation’s subalterns. Lessons to be learnt

THE majority in this nation are subalterns: peasants, garment factory workers, jute mill workers, indigenous peoples protesting against coal mines that will uproot and destroy means of livelihood and ways of life, people lacking basic healthcare, schools, women wanting to be free of sexual harassment, and many, many others. We have lessons to learn from the Pilkhana tragedy. The real answer, as Eisenhower had reminded us, lies in seeking a balance in, and among, national programmes. Not in chasing after a mirage of perfect security.

NewAge, March 30, 2009

4 BDR men ‘fall ill’, land in DMCH

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The load that you carry

March 29th, 2009 | No Comments | Posted in People, World

My dear brothers.

Put the loads you carry down for a little while.

For the space of time you sit at my table, be easy: you are safe.

You think I do not notice that you are exhausted when I open the door. You smile, I am barefoot and you tug on my braided hair; to see me this way is, for you, home. I define your inviolable space. This does not offend me; I am happy to give you peace. But I am troubled by the exhaustion you bring to my door.  The life you lead beyond this threshold should not be so hard. But it is.

There is so much for you to reconcile. I fight for my rights; you fight for something much more abstract. The blank-eyed men want to cover me up, cut me, keep me out of the way, but it is your impulses they demonize; your desires they call satanic, your gaze they use as an excuse to smother me within the walls of my house. You hate me for my weakness because I remind you of yours. In making you a slave to my body, the blank-eyed men are slowly eroding your dignity, as surely as they have acquired mine for their own use. I am trapped between religion and the undefined space that is the future; you are trapped between religion and me.

You think I don’t see how this hurts you, but I do.

My dear brothers, I owe you an apology: I have been complicit in my own oppression. When your anger and frustration, the narrowing space in which you are expected to live, made you a tyrant over me, I did not help you, I did not comfort you, and I did not confront you: instead, I made excuses for your behavior. I retreated farther and farther into myself. When you were hostile to me in the street, I covered my hair; when you were aggressive toward me in the mosque, I covered my face; when your helplessness spilled into our home, I agreed never to leave it. I agreed.

Under the scrutiny of outsiders, I defend anything you do. Though I might ache from the confines of my cage, I become furious in defense of its builder; though you take wives behind my back, though you humiliate me, I am passive. To be anything else is to admit that I have let chance after chance to right the wrongs between us slip through my fingers. I have been wronged. But I have also wronged myself. And in doing so, I have wronged you.

The damage we have done is all the greater because we have shared in its creation.

Do not rescue me. I have a little strength left. Cross the threshold and set your burden down, and in the inviolable space I have created for you, be honest with me. In this place, there are no outsiders. There is no one to watch you here but me, and I have put away my weapons. I do not sit in judgement, though I demand change. You are safe here. I will rescue you.

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I had originally found this piece on this blog:http://eteraz.wordpress.com/2006/10/17/to-my-dear-brothers/#comment-12096. Sadly the site has been deleted and I have no further reference.

For the government, by the government

March 25th, 2009 | No Comments | Posted in Bangladesh, Media issues, governance, media

My assistant Irfan just informed me that my permanent accreditation as a journalist was not being given, as I had asked awkward questions to the adviser during the Musee Guimet affair, The assumption that a journalist’s job is to ask ‘safe questions’ is a stark reminder of the perceived role of journalists by govenrments. The following piece was written exactly seventeen years ago. This ironic reminder of ‘consistency’ in certain sectors is worrying. We had worried about possible repercussions and had discussed strategies had we come under attack. As it turned out, the letter, published in leading newspapers, was simply ignored. They have other ways of controlling us.

An open letter to the honourable
Prime Minister
The People’s Republic of
Bangladesh

Dear Prime Minister,

As a citizen of a nation with a democratically elected parliament, I write with some concern my feelings regarding the appropriation of Bangladesh Television by the government. A media which is paid for and rightfully belongs to the people.

After the fall of the Ershad regime one had expected to see a change in the traditional propaganda that had been passed as news. Last night’s news was a blatant and sad reminder that nothing had changed.

What happened at Suhrwardy Uddayan on the 26th of March 1992, might not have been in the interest of the ruling party. There may be a debate over the validity of the trial, but it is surely impossible to deny that probably the largest public gathering since 1972 had taken place. For a democratically elected government it is shamefully hypocritical to deny that the people had made a statement.

The news last night mentioned the parade in the morning, a small march past in Ghazipur, violence in distant lands, even the man of the match in a game of cricket. Nowhere was there a reference to the fact that almost a million people had gathered that morning for a public trial of a war criminal.

At a time when we are trying past perpetrators for misappropriation of public funds, making people accountable, stealing the voice of an entire nation is a crime beyond redemption. Whatever we may call what television is showing today, it is certainly not “The Whole Truth”.

It is a trying time in our land. The problems are many and the resources slender. What we need most now is national unity. That can surely not be achieved by alienating the people, by withdrawing trust.

The national television is a valuable resource. It can teach, it can inform, it can entertain. Never was it intended to be used as a propaganda machine. It is a powerful medium, and through objective journalism can play a vital role in a nation struggling to rebuild. By shredding away the last vestiges of plausibility it has been reduced to a shameful mockery. Even the truth will now be questioned.

I believe that it is a time for reconstruction, and that the new government must be given a chance. I believe it is time to forget our differences and rally together to rebuild this land that so many have sacrificed for. For that to happen there must first be honesty, and a government of the people must never turn against the people. The government must establish its credibility. For people to believe, the truth must be spoken. Then only can there be a real dialogue.

For this nation to succeed we need a responsible government, a responsible opposition and a responsible citizen. Surely the government can lead by example.

This nation is in economic shambles, millions live below the poverty line, today hunger is our greatest enemy, yet we mark our day of independence with a vulgar, and quite meaningless show of military strength. We trade schools and hospitals for guns and bullets, guns that have too often in the past been turned against us. On our day of independence we forget to once mention the father of the nation, instead we celebrate the weapons that have nurtured autocrats.

The VIP’s from their exclusive seats watch their latest expensive toys, bought with the taxpayer’s money. While the national TV is turned into a home video set. It is true that there are members of the public who like watching the show, that there are little kids who wonder in amazement, but tell them prime minister, how many kilos of rice that aircraft is worth, how much was spent for your expensive seating, you know too well what they will choose.

There is still time, give back to the people what you have wrongfully taken. Let the truth be known, and in time the people will forgive you. Develop the trust that has been torn asunder and the people will rally with you. It is the people who brought you into power, do not turn their strength against you. Do not forget the harrowing nights in March ’71. Do not forget the streets you walked in December ’90. Do not forget the millions who walked with you.

This struggling nation expects a lot from its leader. It needs your strength, your courage, your sensitivity. Above all it needs your sincerity.

Do not disappoint us.

I wish you well.

Bangladesh Zindabad.

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BTV on Life Support

March 25th, 2009 | No Comments | Posted in Bangladesh, Media issues, governance, media

The following piece came out in July 5, 2008 in The New Age, and was republished in this blog.

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For those of us old enough to remember, December 1989 was a special month. The Bangladesh Television had turned 25, and to celebrate the silver jubilee, the BTV had chalked out a special schedule for the whole month, replaying an episode of most of their popular series that had been televised over the 25 years.

‘Mukhora Ramani Bashikaran’, ‘Sangsaptak’, ‘Apnar Daktar’, ‘Chaturanga’, ‘Triratna’, ‘Six Million Dollar Man’ were on air each day with people glued to their television, nostalgic parents sharing their youth with their children while the streets were simply barren.

You could not have caught every programme on air that month, and some wisecrack will have remarked ‘wait another 25 years till the BTV turns 50’ to go down memory lane once more.

Six years from now, in 2014, the BTV will turn 50. And yet, for obvious reasons, reminiscing about the golden years of the BTV does not hold much meaning anymore. Even if the BTV does come up with another month-long celebration, will we be watching? How many people will be watching the BTV regularly then? But most importantly, will the BTV be around then?

Much has changed since 1989. In 1992 satellite television entered the country and for the first time Bangladeshis were given a treat of being allowed to choose from a range of channels, 24-hour entertainment and channels specialising on different aspects. The month-long celebration looked benign in comparison.

By the turn of the century we had cable connection which allowed most of the houses in Dhaka and other major cities to access satellite TV. Ekushey Television for a few years also had access to terrestrial telecast rivalling the BTV’s reach across the country. Today, there are nine private Bangladeshi channels on satellite. Meanwhile, the BTV has lost its relevance to Bangladeshi viewers, at least in the big cities.

Till the 1990s, the BTV may have entertained viewers, held up national interest and culture, and introduced and promoted many young and talented artists, but it was generally the subject of much criticism.

From the very beginning the BTV has been under tight government control on the content of programmes, especially dictating the content of the news. Censorship has prevailed in most of the programmes, while one does not remember BTV telecasting a single news item that related information in opposition to the government in its first quarter century.

There were further allegations of corruption and nepotism. Artists were been drafted based on their connections to the government, to senior artists who appeared to be working at the BTV forever, or in exchange of underhand favours. There were further allegations of cheques being withdrawn without accountability. The BTV appeared only to answer to the government, in ensuring that nothing that affects the reputation of the government is telecast, and not to the viewers, its real owners through the payment of taxes, changing schedules or interrupting programmes, according to their whims and fantasies.

People had grown tired of following the head of state and ministers wherever they went through the BTV camera. People had grown tired of government propaganda, of being told to do through the BTV what the government thought was in their best interest. And, of course, especially during the military rule of HM Ershad, we had to bear those songs that were repeated over and over again, ‘apparently’ written by Mr Ershad himself.

Before the 1991 elections, the two leading political parties, the BNP and the Awami League, in their election manifesto, promised to give the Bangladesh Television complete autonomy, a popular demand since the beginning of the BTV and something that it exercised for a brief period from 1967 to 1971.

For the first five years, ‘autonomy’ did not see the light of day. In 1996, once again, the autonomy of the BTV fared strongly during the election campaigns, and while satellite television grew in strength to strength during this period, the BTV failed to earn its autonomy.

By 2001, while the political parties kept on promising, people had given up. The BTV would never change and they started looking elsewhere – in the fresh and growing private television channels.

It was not meant

to be this way

In 1963, when the first director general of the BTV envisioned a television station in Dacca, East Pakistan, people thought he was crazy. Dhaka then had two Chinese restaurants and the tallest building in town was the DIT Bhaban which was seven-storey tall.

And yet he persisted. A group of enthusiastic cultural personalities led by artist Mostafa Monowar and singer Kalim Sharafi set about setting up a studio, designing sets and developing programmes without no prior training or experience on how to work in television.

‘A steel re-rolling mill based in Narayanganj constructed the first tower by only reading the instructions from a manual,’ recalls Monowar, who still persists with the BTV in some form or the other after 44 years.

Led by their zeal to promote Bengali culture, the BTV was the first institution in the subcontinent that issued cheques in Bengali. The BTV logo which is retained even today was designed by Shilpachariya Zainul Abedin.

Then on December 25, 1964, people living within ten-mile radius of the DIT Bhaban became the first people in the subcontinent to watch television. Ferdousi Rahman sang ‘Oi je akash neel holo aaj shey shudhu tomar preme’ and the BTV had begun its journey.

During the years of live telecast the BTV was on air from six to nine in the evening. In a year, it was increased to five hours and then nine.

‘With two cameras in a 20-by-40-foot room which also had sets for news and presentation we were making dramas, serials, dance, music, debate, talk shows, news analysis, and children’s programmes and contests,’ recalls Monowar.

And they had to resort to many creative measures.

While a musician was singing about the sea, Monowar drew paintings of waves on a cardboard while two people held it from the sides. When the background had to be changed the camera would be held on the face of the artist while the assistants quickly replaced it. To give better lights, engineers would place themselves dangerously on an elevated position through the entire duration of a show. Elaborate sets for dramas would be prepared in the hour gap between programmes when an English series was on air.

‘Once, for a song sequence, I had to show a mob,’ says Monowar. ‘I lined up 12 people in the studio and first took a panned shot. Then as the camera closed in on three to four of them by moving forward, the rest of the people moved around and encircled the camera and the camera kept on rotating,’ he says.

‘For years, people could not figure how we fit in so many people at that small studio,’ Monowar breaks out in a laugh.

The 1970s was an era when the stars of Bangladeshi television emerged. Golam Mustafa became big with Mukhora Ramani Bashikaran, while Ferdousi Majumdar and Abdullah Al Mamun were the BTV’s first star pair. Dr Badruddoza Chowdhury and Abdullah Abu Sayeed introduced social awareness and ‘variety shows’ to television. Khan Ataur Rahman discovered talents that still survive today through ‘Esho gaan shikhi’.

Humayun Faridi, Afzal Hossain, Suborna Mustafa, Raisul Islam Asad, Al Mansur, Shampa Reza and Asaduzzaman Nur emerged from the theatre and took television by storm from mid-1970s till the late-1980s. Humayun Ahmed’s quartet of drama serials ‘Ei shob din raatri’, ‘Bahubrihi’, ‘Ayomoy’ and ‘Kothao keo nai’, which ran till the early 1990s, redefined the way television drama was to be written. Runa Laila, Shahnaz Rahmatullah and Sabina Yasmin were reaching new highs with patriotic and modern Bengali songs and Shamim Ara Nipa wrestled out everyone else to become the face of television dance.

‘The BTV was the only medium around through which you could reach to the largest audience,’ says Nasiruddin Yousuff, famed director of the stage and a producer with the BTV from 1979 to 1984. ‘The senior men in the BTV went scouting and whoever was doing well in theatre or music or dance was being recruited by the BTV,’ he recalls.

The BTV’s heydays continued till the early 1990s with yet another crop of talent in Bipasha Hayat, Toukir Ahmed, Azizul Hakim, Zahid Hasan, Shomi Kaiser and Afsana Mimi.

Since then, however, it has all gone downhill.

Today, the BTV looks tacky and gaudy– poor imitation of the sophisticated private television channels. Cardboard sets in loud, uncoordinated colours, untalented, and possibly rejected elsewhere, artists, and news, which till this day panders to the government in a boring, monotonous delivery.

What went wrong?

Since 1982, as one senior BTV official reveals, the BTV has not recruited a single full-time producer from the outside, as was the tradition and instead promoted assistant producers through the ranks.

‘Assistant producers are essentially people who do the leg work and not necessarily endowed with a creative faculty,’ says one senior executive of a private television channel formerly with the BTV.

He further claims that the BTV works completely under a government system where people are recruited directly from the Bangladesh Civil Service (information cadre) and payment is made at rates fixed by the government which are not at all competitive.

‘Out of the 35 director generals we have had till date only two to three of them were cultural personalities,’ says one former producer. ‘The rest have all come directly from government service.’

The current director general meanwhile is a temporary position titled ‘acting’ and is on additional duty. ‘Imagine, the person who heads the BTV today takes it as his secondary task,’ he says.

‘If you are promoted to a position in the BTV you hold on to that position for life until and unless you have been promoted or replaced because of political reasons,’ says a senior BTV official. ‘That way, we also do not get efficient people from the BCS cadre as their chances of promotion in other sectors of the government are much higher.’

The position of general manager in the BTV is of the same rank as a deputy secretary, though it takes about the same time to reach that position as it takes for another government official to become a secretary.

A dearth of creative producers and artists has left the BTV dry.

‘Before satellite television all artists, irrespective of remuneration, would come to the BTV as there were no other channels. Now they are made much more lucrative offers from the private channels,’ says the BTV official.

Furthermore, the equipment used by the BTV is very back-dated. ‘Most of the equipment we use has been bought in 1980. There has been small procurement since then, however, it cannot be utilised without a full overhaul of the system,’ says the BTV official. BTV, he informs, still relies on manual transmission while most other channels have moved on to digital.

‘It is also difficult to procure equipment under the government system. A single tender can take up to four months to complete. If the government is unhappy with the rates quoted we call in a new tender. By the end of two tenders a financial year ends and we have to start from the scratch again,’ he adds.

And yet, according to the BTV official, the BTV earns revenues in excess of Tk 30-40 crore every year which lands directly in the government coffers while the BTV is handed a fixed budget every year from the information ministry and is answerable to the ministry for every single expense and programme.

‘There must be a mechanism in which BTV can spend its own money and recruit its own people,’ he says.

A government mouthpiece

On December 25, 1964, on the first day of transmission, while Field Marshal Ayub Khan, the then president was inaugurating the BTV, a band of supporters of the opposition leader Fatima Jinnah surrounded the DIT Bhaban protesting against his presence.

The next day during the news telecast, the news of protest appeared after the news of inauguration, on the then Pakistan Television. The following day, officials of the PTV in East Pakistan received a letter from the headquarters instructing them to never again telecast the news of opposition and all news on television must correspond with what was being broadcast on Pakistan radio.

Since that day, the creative minds in the BTV have strayed clear of the news, though government interference did not end there.

Any song or drama by Rabindranath Tagore was strictly banned from television while one of the early stalwarts Kalim Sharafi was refused permission to go to training abroad because of his reputation as a Rabindra Sangeet singer.

After 1972, when most institutions were brought under state control, the newly-renamed BTV suffered a similar fate being inducted under a government recruitment, promotion and salary structure.

With the advent of military rule in the country the situation in the BTV worsened.

‘President Ziaur Rahman would spend many evenings at the BTV and though he was genuinely concerned, his presence did not bear good fruit all the time,’ says one former official. ‘The decision to promote assistant producers up the ranks was his.’

During the autocratic rule of President Ershad, the blatant interference of the then government is well-documented through his numerous songs and programmes and what not. Ershad would directly intervene with the recruitment and dismissal of artists and officials, favouring and neglecting them in his personal interest.

‘Ershad’s infamous tours abroad were he took his chosen artists are a shame to the artistic community of this country,’ says Monowar.

‘The institution of the BTV is a prime example of how artists have reduced themselves to subordinate mechanisms of politics and state,’ says Yousuff, who resigned from the BTV after being told to choose between his political activism and government job, by senior officials at the BTV.

After the restoration of democracy in 1991, with the promise of many changes, interference in the BTV never appears to have changed. In 1997, during the Awami League regime, the then information minister Abu Sayeed Chowdhury allegedly set up a room inside the BTV office with dubious intentions.

Sayeed vehemently denies any ill intentions but admits that the incident had grown out of proportions. ‘I had ordered that a room be set up where the ministers can wait if they have a scheduled programme as, otherwise, we would be sitting for hours at the director general’s room,’ he says. ‘The news about this room had reached the ears of the then prime minister Sheikh Hasina who in person went and visited the room.’

Today’s BTV, once again, is a flashback from the 1980s. There is blatant government propaganda- singer Momtaz and other talk shows asking us to have potatoes, blatant promotion- singer Hyder Husyn and others glorifying the armed forces, while the news camera follows Chief Adviser Dr Fakhruddin Ahmed like a shadow.

The question of autonomy

When asked about the question of autonomy a former producer with the BTV hands over a letter. It is a letter from BTV officials requesting him and other former senior officials to attend a meeting on June 28 to discuss the issue of autonomy of the Bangladesh Television.

‘I have been receiving this letter for the last ten years,’ he says.

From 1967 to 1971 the then Pakistan Television enjoyed a brief period of autonomy. From February 1971 to December, there was, however, a single platoon of Pakistan Army soldiers sitting at the BTV premises and dictating the programmes.

In the post-independence period, the BTV was brought under the mechanism of the state once more. However, the real demands for autonomy emerged during the rule of Ershad when blatant misuse of state-run television had reached a point of obscenity.

In 1997, the then government set up a special commission named ‘National Committee for Radio and Television’ headed by former secretary and cultural personality Asafuddowla, which also included eminent personalities such as Dr Anissuzzaman, Borhanuddin Khan Jahangir and Kalim Sharafi. They were also given the additional task of constituting an electronic media policy for the government to form a guideline to oversee private television channels.

After lengthy research, the committee recommended the formation of a five-member National Broadcasting Committee which would include an eminent educationist, a journalist and a senior cultural personality alongside the director generals of the BTV and the Bangladesh Radio, appointed by the prime minister directly, but who cannot be dismissed until the full completion of their term.

‘At one point we recommended that the committee will be only answerable to parliamentary committee on information and that the information ministry be abolished,’ says Asafuddowla.

This sent ripples down the spine of the government.

‘The parliamentary committee does not have enforcement powers and so we could not accept it,’ says Sayeed, the then minister. ‘We only wanted to retain the power to hire and dismiss the director general while every other function remains with the BTV.’

Then in 2001, after the four-party alliance rule came to power, the committee was reconstituted with serving government officials sitting in it. This time, for obvious reasons, the committee recommended that the government give limited autonomy and retain the power to hire and dismiss not only the director general but any official of the BTV.

During the tenure of current government a new proposal was constituted along with a media policy based on the recommendations of old committees and was handed over to the chief adviser, Fakhruddin Ahmed.

Once again, it was stalled after facing crticism from certain quarters for its association with the recommendations of the 2001 committee. Former information adviser Mainul Hosein says ‘I wanted to build on the same legal structure to make the intiative easy.’

‘No reform is perfect at once. I wanted to take to take the oppurtunity to break the barrier. Improvements become easier after that,’ he adds.

Asafuddowla, however, refutes the idea. ‘It is better to have no autonomy than a crappy one designed to get cheap popularity,’ he says.

The meeting held on June 28, essentially, has restarted the process from scratches.

‘We rejected the last proposal because it basically panders to government officials and was drafted by them,’ says Ramendu Majumder, who attended the meeting. ‘We recommended the formation of a new committee with cultural personalities in it,’ he says.

Most people, however, fear that the government may eventually never give the BTV autonomy, that resistance is coming not only from the government and that all this is simply eyewash.

‘BTV officials sit comfortably waiting on their pension and other benefits. There is no way they would want to give up the comfort and enter the competitive world against private channels,’ says a BTV official.

‘I also do not see how the government will give up on their most powerful mechanism of influencing public opinion since they own it and pay for it,’ he says.

‘What we can ask for is a little more independence in recruitment so that we can hire creative producers and independence in financial transactions so we can pay the artists competitive salaries.’

‘It appears that BTV official’s want financial autonomy more than creative autonomy because they want to get their hands on the immense potential to make money from TV,’ says Monowar.

Why we need a healthy BTV?

The NHK, the state-run television channel of Japan, is a soothing sight for sore eyes. ‘The presentations, the sets they use, the colours are understated yet brilliant,’ says Monowar. State-run televisions in Singapore, Malaysia and China are equally impressive. Meanwhile, the role of the British Broadcasting Corporation, the state-run TV of England, is known for unravelling the dubious role of the head of state, former prime minister Tony Blair, in the Iraq war.

‘It is not that a state TV has to be the most popular and attractive TV on air from a country,’ says Faridur Reza Sagar, a director of Channel i, formerly with the BTV. ‘A national television educates, inspires, informs, and promotes and is not just limited to providing people entertainment.’

‘A national TV upholds the culture of a nation and promotes it all across the world,’ says Monowar. ‘We need a strong BTV to protect our population from the invasion of corporate culture which will go to all lengths to provide entertainment.’

‘In recent years it is sad to see the BTV trying to imitate private channels by hosting talk shows, the cheapest and easiest way of providing entertainment,’ he adds.

Yet, the BTV still has a chance.

While all cable televisions added together have a reach of about 36 per cent of the total Bangladeshi population, the BTV has a reach of nearly 98 per cent, say industry insiders. It also generates possibly the highest rates of revenue, charging fixed rates for commercial advertisements. The BTV went on satellite in 2004 with the introduction of the BTV World though the programmes till date are essentially the same.

The BTV also operates under certain ethics which may bear fruit for the country in the future.

‘We ensure that a certain fixed percentage of programmes cater to farmers, to children, to indigenous communities, health and education, and the promotion of national image,’ says one BTV official. ‘There are also rules on what kind of products can be advertised, at what times, and there is a rule that Bangladeshi models have to be used.’

Experts also say that the government should monitor the growth of satellite television and rethink its policy.

‘For Tk 300 you get nearly a 100 channels across all homes in the cities,’ says one BTV official. ‘This is not the case in many developed countries. They have a strong national television with a number of channels and if anyone wants to watch satellite they have to buy a receiver for a good amount of money.’

In 2012, the last surviving crop of the BTV officials who had joined from the outside in 1982 will retire. After that, it will only be the BCS cadres who run the channel. Before that happens, the government must take a decision to revive the BTV.

‘We have to save the BTV to save our future generations from walking the wrong line,’ says Yousuff.

Why should I be forced to go into hiding?

March 20th, 2009 | 1 Comment | Posted in Bangladesh, Media issues, Rahnuma Ahmed, governance, media

Special interview with Nurul Kabir, editor, New Age

Amader Shomoy, 18 March, 2009

Interviewed by Shamsuddin Ahmed.

Translated by Rahnuma Ahmed

Nurul Kabir is the editor of New Age, an English language daily. Recently, his car was chased by unknown armed men, on motorbikes. The driver of his car has since registered a General Diary (GD) at the local police station.

In a special interview, Nurul Kabir spoke to us about the incident, and the events following one-eleven. He spoke of his experiences and of many other things that are generally unknown to readers.

Amader Shomoy: Could you briefly tell us about the unknown armed gunmen that chased your car on 5th March.

Nurul Kabir: I was undergoing treatment in a hospital, I had been admitted to the hospital a few days earlier. I hadn’t fully recovered but there was an important bit of work, and I had dropped in at the office. The hospital is not far from the office and after the driver had dropped me off, he began driving back to our house in Uttara. It was a bit after ten at night.

My wife called me from home about half an hour later. She said that our driver Najib had just rung to say that two motorbikes, with three young men on each, had begun chasing the car. It had happened on Airport road, right after he had crossed the Joarshahara area. The men had waved their arms and signalled him to pull over and stop the car. He didn’t, instead he stepped on the gas, and sped away. My wife said that he had sounded very scared. I said `okay, let me see’ and hung up.

I quickly called a friend who I have reason to believe has significantly close connections with those who are powerful, and with people who are behind those who hold power. As a matter of fact, he had advised me several days earlier to `be cautious in what I did, and where I went’ and all that. He had also advised me to be circumspect in my analysis of political happenings. But since that’s not in my nature, since i am used to expressing thought-out points of views without any hesitation or circumvention, I didn’t bother. I have been subjected to this sort of advice a hundred times before, from my very student days. I have encountered dangerous situations before, but I have also survived. I have never had any reason to change my outlook.

Anyway, to cut matters short, I called him and briefly told him what had happened. He immediately said, `Oh my god, you are in danger.’ I replied, `No, it’s not me. It’s my driver, and he isn’t very concerned about politics either. He’s a very innocent kind of a person.’ What he said in response boils down to my being an absolute idiot, someone who is totally incapable of understanding that his life is in danger. `If your car was chased by armed men, why can’t you understand that they are not overly concerned about your harmless driver.’ He also said, `Please, move out of wherever you are at the moment, and do it within no time.’ I asked him whether he could help the poor driver in any way. He said, `Let me see, but you move out first’ and hung up. I then called a police officer who I happen to know, but he didn’t answer the phone. I then called Najib to find out what was happening. He was panting. He said that the armed men had chased him till Uttara sector 5. He had then slipped into an alley, and thought he had been able to get rid of his pursuers. He had seen a RAB patrol car, had gone up to them and had told them what had happened. They had asked him to wait, and had gone off in the direction he had pointed. They returned soon and said that the danger, if there was any, was over and asked him to go home. I also told him to return home.

I didn’t think it was safe for me to spend the night in the hospital. I left it though I had not fully recovered and went somewhere else, with the help of a close family friend.

I still haven’t been able to come to terms with what has happened in a psychological sense. I deal with people, society, nation — this is the work that I do. I haven’t learnt any other kind of work. I don’t do any thing else, either. Why then should I have to go into hiding, in my own country?

The next day I met my driver and he said that even though the weather was warm, the men who had been seated in the middle, on both motorbikes, had been wearing jackets. And those who were riding the motorbikes had constantly spoken on their mobile phones.

Amader Shomoy: What is the follow-up to the GD?

Nurul Kabir:  None. The police haven’t been able to trace the armed men. I don’t even know whether they have tried.

Amader Shomoy:  So, who do you think could have been behind this incident?

Nurul Kabir: I don’t think I have any personal enemies. As a person, I have never cheated anyone nor have I harmed anyone from feelings of anger or vengeance. Nor do I have any grievances against anyone at a personal level. And that’s because I know that in the context of many millions of other people, if someone as insignificant as myself were to harbour feelings of anger or resentment, it would ultimately be meaningless and of no consequence whatsoever. What I do know is that as a person I can only nurture my own sense of dignity, that this is a human responsibility, and that other than this, there is no meaning in being pre-occupied with one’s ownself. And I never am. Therefore, at a personal level, I have never given anyone any reason to harbor feelings of vengeance against me. On the other hand, of course there can be feelings of jealousy and resentment between people due to material causes, but that too is not applicable in my case. That’s because as a person I am not very materially-inclined. Affluence and wealth can give rise to envy, it can create feelings of enmity, well, I don’t have that. I never have. And I am not likely to do so, in future either. At least, that’s what people who are close to me think. Hence there is no practical reason for any threat to my life due to personal enmity or ill-will.

In that case, it could have been the work of thieves, of people who are wicked, maybe a group of car-thieves. But it seems unlikely, given the description of the men, their looks, their behavior.
If so, could it be that of a group who don’t like the kind of work that I do, who think that my work harms their interests? Seen from that angle, the journalistic work that I do, which is very socially and politically engaged, and very vocal — what I write and what I say — does go against groups power-hungry ruling class groups totally devoid of any democratic ideals whatsoever. These groups, who are absolutely anti-people, are very small but undoubtedly very powerful, do not like me. No, not at all. And they have no reason to.

For instance, when I write, or when I speak on television, that it is the duty of the newly-elected parliament, one that has been voted to power by the people, to scrutinise the activities of the caretaker government — their abuse of power, nepotism, and the execution and implementation of different anti-people policies, and even allegations of corruption they had indulged in the name of conducting the anti-corruption campaign, quite a few influential groups have reason to become very angry with me. These groups have socially and materially benefited from the two years of caretaker government which was illegal, unaccountable, and not at all transparent. [Nor do they have any reason to like me] when I say that, if the national armed forces become involved in politics or cherish thoughts of staking a claim to state power, it threatens the democratic transformation of the nation-state. Not only that, it also prevents the armed forces from achieving its objectives, maintaining its standards of professionalism and upholding morality [of a patriotic force]. When I say these things, top level army officials, and those sections of society that materially benefit from the political influence of the armed forces, get angry. Something on these lines happened recently. A section of retired army officers heaped abuse on me, this happened just a couple of days ago. Well, who doesn’t know that when the army exerts influence on state power, directly or indirectly, the sections of retired army officers who are involved in trading and business get extra benefits?

Therefore, many of my well-wishers think that those who feel politically, culturally or materially affected by my work as a pro-democracy journalist, are hostile to me. And they will remain to be so.

Amader Shomoy:  Has something of this sort happened to you before, or is this the first time?

Nurul Kabir: Let me talk of the recent past. The car chase incident is new. But after emergency was declared in January 2007, when I myself and the newspaper I edit opposed the army-controlled caretaker government, I began to be subjected to different forms of harassment and intimidation. In February that year, the officers of a military security agency took me to their office and tried to lecture me on what journalism is really about, they attempted to preach to me irritating things like  the `absolute necessity’ of the state of emergency, how it was much-needed to `strengthen the democratic processes’. They reminded me that they had the power to arrest me without any warrant etc. Later, the army headquarters deputed another intelligence agency to try and still the voice of New Age, since it’s a pro-democracy voice.

Since I didn’t pay any heed to their unreasonable demands, to these attempts that go against the grain of history, they exerted pressure on officials of different TV channels, so that I wouldn’t be invited as a discussant. In those days, I would nearly always be followed by cars belonging to some intelligence agency or the other, it was almost a routine matter. Besides, I would often receive phone calls, unfamiliar voices at the other end who kept threatening me.

Amader Shomoy:  Do you think that there is any connection between your car being chased and your perspective, the one that you have expressed on the recent incident that took place at the BDR headquarters?

Nurul Kabir:  Could be. It’s not impossible. Because I have said, and also written, that the `accumulated grievances’ of the soldiers have been made use of to carry off this outrageous massacre. I still think so. I don’t think it is possible for any ill-intentioned group, whether national or foreign, to motivate a disciplined force to commit such a massacre if deep-seated grievances had not existed among subaltern jawans towards those in authority, towards their officers. Needless to add, even if the list of grievances and feelings of resentment are justified, it does not justify acts of murdering commanding officers. But at the same time it is also true that those in authority, those who have permitted such a state of affairs to exist, for such large numbers of jawans to harbour grievances, they too have committed a crime.

Soon after the brutal killings at the BDR headquarters, we saw that the government quickly acceded to some longstanding demands of the police constables and of BDR jawans, that they acted to remove `systematic disparities’ that had prevailed. By doing so, the government has, in a sense, admitted that inequalities had prevailed. While it is essential that the killers of the BDR officers, and those who were behind the killings, be found out, that they be punished through a transparent and credible judicial process, it is also equally important that those who had for long neglected the just expectations of the BDR jawans through forcible means, had created the ground for grievances to accumulate, they also should be identified and duly punished. I think that both material and cultural reform processes should immediately be initiated so that no grievances fuelled by inequality can rise in future, not in any key national institution, and particularly not in the armed forces. In this respect, it is necessary that the government and the leaders of these institutions work out an effective method of squaring off such disparities.

I have also said that the absence of any intimation by any of the intelligence agencies that such a large killing could take place, is profoundly disappointing and unfortunate. Bangladesh, as is well-known, has several intelligence agencies. There are also special intelligence units whose task is to identify whether any conspiracy, or internally-motivated attempts are on within the military or para-military forces. But why were the intelligence agencies unable to give any inkling of a plan to kill the officers of a force as important as the BDR? It is my right to raise this question as a journalist, as a citizen. It is my duty. And this is what I have done.

But I have also said that these intelligence units of the security forces have, on different occasions, attended to implement all sorts of political agenda instead of attending to their professional duties and responsibilities. And as a consequence, they have lost their professional skills, and motivation. I think that this bears disastrous consequences for the country, for the people of this country, and for the security of the nation-state. We have paid similarly heavy prices for such a state of affairs on previous occasions.

Therefore, the question that naturally comes to mind, is: who is responsible for this state of affairs? Obviously it is the high-ranking military officers who have, either in their own interests, or misled by the interests of others, become eager to control the state, to make use of the national intelligence agencies for narrow self-interests so that they control the direction of politics. Political leaders themselves, when in government, use these agencies which have actually been created to look after national security interests, against their political opponents. This has happened in the past. This is disastrous for the nation, for society, and also for the armed forces as a whole. And what spells disaster for the armed forces, is also disastrous for Bangladesh as a nation-state. In order for Bangladesh to have a dignified presence in the international community of states, what is needed most is, on the one hand, the democratic transformation of society, economy and the state, and on the other, a strong and well-disciplined patriotic army, one that is active as a military force but is far-removed from the political arena.

I have been saying these things for many years, I repeated them the other day. Now, you tell me, can one practice pro-democracy journalism without repeatedly writing and saying these things?
However, it is most unfortunate that uttering such truths invites danger. This is shameful for all of us, not only for the common citizens of this land, but also, equally so, for the nation’s armed forces. I think the situation needs to be changed.

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As the story of subaltern grievances receded…

March 16th, 2009 | No Comments | Posted in Bangladesh, People, governance, media

By Rahnuma Ahmed

How did the story of the BDR rebellion at Pilkhana as being one of subaltern grievances pale away? Did it begin with the discovery of the bodies of the two army officers that had spewed out of the sewers at Kamrangir char? Or did it happen sometime later, when the first mass grave was discovered? When we watched live televised images of decomposed bodies, including that of the BDR director general, some of the bodies riddled with bullets, others mutilated beyond quick recognition. Bayoneted, eyes gouged out, a few had even been burned. As we watched these images, many of us immediately thought back of the sense of relief, maybe even complacency that we had felt the day before when the mutineers had assured TV reporters that the officers were alive. That even though they were being held hostages, they were safe and sound. They had lied to us. I think it was then that the first cracks appeared.

The relatives of the lost army personals are waiting in front of BDR Headquarter. Still lots of military officers remain lost after the rebel BDRs took control the headquarter. The rebel BDRs surrendered yesterday evening and the relatives of the lost military personals gathered there to know what happened to the fate of lost military personals. Dhaka, Bangladesh. February 27 2009. Adnan/DrikNews

© Adnan/DrikNews

Truth is the first casualty of war.
And as more mass graves kept being unearthed, as more dead bodies were lifted out including that of the director general’s wife, as allegations of rape surfaced, as we heard stories of looting, as we tried to piece together the atrocities that had accompanied the rebellion, shock and horror set in.

Even now, two and a half weeks later, not all the dead have been buried. Three officers remain missing. Five bodies lie in the morgue unidentified. The shock and horror remains.

It was a subaltern uprising, that is how it had first been reported in the private TV channels, and in the print media too.

Three thousand border guards and their commanding officers had joined the three thousand plus soldiers stationed at Pilkhana for the annual BDR week. It had been inaugurated by the Prime Minister a day earlier. Their long-standing demands had not been placed before her. This had compounded their sense of feeling wronged. Over food rations (three months, as compared with twelve for the army), a denial of UN peacekeeping mission service, low pay (an average border guard earns five thousand taka per month), non-payment of promised daily allowances for extra duties rendered during operation Dal-Bhat and the parliamentary elections, and so on. But what appeared to have irked the mutineers most was army control of the BDR. As one of the mutineers had put it, `We are not against the nation or the government. We want that the BDR should control the BDR.’

But the subaltern grievances story soon receded into the background as the macabre details of the killings unfolded before the nation. The army officers became the victims, instead of being the victimisers. Passionate, at times enraged, debates spilled over from TV discussion programmes to printed columns and editorials to the blogosphere. Whether the rebellion should have been resolved through military, rather than political, means. Whether the Prime Minister should have sat for negotiations with the mutineers. Whether a general amnesty should have been declared (later clarified to exclude those who took part in the mutiny). Whether a military operation would have resulted in more bloodshed, general and widespread, or whether the lives of the officers could have been saved. Whether ministers and political party leaders should have gone to Pilkhana to talk to the mutineers. Whether this was the time to seriously consider moving the BDR headquarters and Dhaka cantonment away from the city centre. Whether the investigations (ongoing) would reveal the whole truth.

But gradually a bigger question has unfolded before us as it becomes clearer that much preparation and planning had gone into the rebellion, that it was not a spontaneously-ignited act of murderous frenzy that overtook some soldiers (for instance, the mutineers seem to have been divided into different groups wearing differently-coloured bandannas). It haunts us as I write, amidst all the mud-slinging that has erupted between the political party leaders, including the Prime Minister herself, her ministers and party leaders, equally matched by the leader of the opposition Khaleda Zia and other BNP leaders. Amidst a general sense of disappointment at an all-party parliamentary inquiry committee not having been formed. Amidst public concern and anxiety that we may never get to know the truth of what did happen, and why.

Were other forces, external to the BDR soldiers, involved? Did they make clever use of long-standing grievances among the BDR, reputed to be the nation’s `first line of defence’? Was it intended to de-stabilise the government, as a Bangladeshi blogger has put it, to be “the center of a whirlpool from where other tensions and turbulence will cascade out.” And, of course, this question is inextricably linked to another: who stood to benefit? Followed quickly on its heels by a third: what lies ahead?

The present as history

That the nation’s territorial sovereignty was, and still is, at risk, is clear. Is the worst behind us? We do not know. After all, all twelve sector commanders were killed. The nation’s borders — arbitrarily-imposed as they were by the retreating colonial powers in 1947 — are still feared to be porous. While listening to news of the newly-appointed BDR director general’s efforts to re-stabilise the paramilitary force, to strengthen the functions of the force across the country and at the headquarters in Pilkhana, one comes across other newspaper reports, too. According to one, an army officer has said that that he does not feel safe to return to his work station. According to another, some officers have requested that they be sent back to the army, and not to the BDR.

Sections of the Indian media, obsessed as ever with their arch-enemy Pakistan, have written of ISI (Inter-Services Intelligence) involvement, at Pakistan’s reluctance that the war criminals of 1971 be tried by Sheikh Hasina’s government. These have been quickly countered by theories of RAW (Research and Intelligence Wing, India’s foreign intelligence agency), and thereby the Indian government’s involvement in the Pilkhana carnage. The hidden design, according to some widely-circulating e-mails, is to turn Bangladesh into a vassal state, one that is subservient to Indian national interests.

And as the Commerce Minister Lt Col (rtd) Faruk Khan, who is also encharged with coordinating the investigations into the BDR mutiny, pre-maturely and, most unwisely, speaks to the press about JMB’s (Jama’atul Mujahideen Bangladesh, the banned terrorist organisation) links to the mutineers, I cannot help but recollect other things. Of the American ambassador’s pronouncement, after the Pilkhana carnage, that that US government would assist Bangladesh in combating terrorism. I also cannot help but remember that Sheikh Hasina had pledged support for the US-led war on terror.

Will the rebellion act as a stepping stone to Bangladesh joining the `war on terror’ club? That remains to be seen. But if it does, it will surely thwart much-needed attempts to build a national army free of political aspirations, and severely impede the peoples’ ongoing struggles for greater democratisation of state and society. And that, will not be in the nation’s interest.

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First published in New Age on Monday the 16th March 2009

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Basundhara Fire

March 13th, 2009 | 2 Comments | Posted in Bangladesh

By Fariha Karim

Security men of Basundhara Shopping Complex crying as they pray for the fire to stop. Dhaka. Bangladesh. 13th February 2009. Shahidul Alam/Drik/Majority World

Shards of glass and charred window frames lie scattered across the pavement. The burnt out front page of an exercise book blows gently in the breeze on the footpath below. And thousands of imploring faces look anxiously above as flames lick the top three floors of Bangladesh’s biggest shopping mall with thick black clouds of smoke furiously bellowing out.

It’s just over a fortnight since the bloody rebellion at the headquarters of the Bangladesh Rifles shook the country. Now, the television channels are rolling again with hours of news. This time, it’s footage of the devastating fire engulfing Basundhara City that flashes on the screen, with the tragic news that security guard Baki Billah has died of multiple burn injuries. A further 17 people are being treated in Dhaka Combined Military Hospital.

Nearly two hundred firefighters battle against the flames, trying to reach the towering inferno from a hoist, adding to their water supplies from the fountains outside.

Once again, troops are back on duty. A green army helicopter winches a survivor to safety from the verandah on the 17th floor, while on the ground, soldiers try and control the crowds growing outside.

Down below, a worker from the 12th floor cried with grief. “It’s all gone, it’s all gone. I had kept my files, my valuables here in case they were stolen from the house. They were here for my safety. Now it will all be finished.”

Others plead with firefighters to be allowed up on the hoist to try and put the fire out themselves. “If they put us up there, we could have put water. Hurry up, hurry up!”

Several hours of hard graft, and it appears the firefighters are able to bring the blaze under control, after it has spread from the 20th to the 12th floor and the back of the building.

“I am worried about Bangladesh,” rickshaw driver Mahmud says. “All those people killed at BDR, and now this fire. It is not good for the country.”

The owners of Basundara City, opened in August 2004, claim it is South Asia’s largest shopping mall, and the 12th biggest in the world. It’s a twenty storey building, with more than 2,000 retail outlets and cafes. Normally, around 5,000 workers are expected to work in the building, a sizeable number in the top three floors of corporate office space.

The cause of the fire is yet to be established. The government has already convened a three-member committee to investigate, led by joint secretary to the home ministry Abdus Sobhan Sikder.
But one thing is for sure, and that is the sense of relief that it’s a Friday, when offices are closed. Meanwhile, the teams of fire-fighters carry on with dedication and diligence, working late into the night to rescue what they can of the most iconic of Dhaka’s sprawling shopping malls. Resilience, once again, kicks in, leaving people safe in the knowledge the flames will be extinguished before long.

Still photographs and videos

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Occupational Hazards

March 12th, 2009 | 1 Comment | Posted in Bangladesh, Media issues

By Fariha Karim

Intimidation is a hazard of the job for Nurul Kabir. The outspoken newspaper editor faced it during his first days on the beat as a reporter, and even before, as a student activist. “Intimidation by the powers that be is a part of my life, and it has always been that way,” he said.

It was days after he had been warned to leave the country, and Kabir was back behind his desk at the New Age office, a slightly framed man behind a towering pile of books, papers and letters, a twist of smoke curling up from the cigarette in the ashtray beside him.

Most recently, his opponents have included the Bangladeshi military. He has been a vocal critic of the military-controlled caretaker government of the last two years, a consistent thorn in their side, doing his job as a responsible journalist and shining a spotlight on those who wield power.

And his comments, repeated again and again in his newspaper and during talkshows on private TV channels, have included demands for a strong army in the interests of the security of the nation state. For this to happen, he argues, military leaders need to stop meddling with politics.

Now, unconfirmed reports say he is being threatened by the military. Sources claim his life is in danger, and he has heard that army officers have demanded ‘Nurul Kabir has to be taken care of’.

A few days ago, his fresh-faced young driver, Nazib, 20, was threatened at gunpoint during a terrifying car chase which left him barely able to breathe. As he made his way home alone after dropping off his boss, he was followed and criss-crossed by six men riding two super powered Honda motorbikes.

“I thought they were going to kill me,” Nazib said. “All of them were wearing green helmets, and the guy in the middle, he had something sticking out of his arm, like a gun, and was pointing it at me. I was driving at over 100 miles per hour, and I still felt like the car wasn’t working.”

But why is it that a man who is trained to write is seen as a threat by men who are trained to kill?

Maybe it’s because Nurul Kabir has built up his own following of unwavering supporters disciplined by facts and argument instead of military drill, largely through appearing on talkshows. And this has taken place because of the courage of his colleagues who have given him the airtime. Before the military-controlled caretaker government, public criticism of the military was largely taboo. But the last couple of years have shown that journalists are prepared to resist in the most dangerous of circumstances. When ex-President Iajuddin Ahmed declared a state of emergency, threatened censorship and longer prison sentences, coverage of the more unwanted aspects of the regime grew.

And there was a cost – journalists were arrested, tortured, and in the case of Dainik Giri Darpan correspondent Jamal Uddin, feared killed (though the official explanation was suicide). The country’s first 24-hour news channel, CSB, was pulled from the airwaves following footage of violent clashes between students and police at Dhaka University, and Ekushey was also heavily leaned on.

None of the perpetrators were brought to justice, and the attacks continued. So did the journalists. Private broadcasters defied bans to stop airing news and current affairs programmes. despite the risks. And of course, the public tremendous desire to consume current affairs, aided by the growth of television in rural areas, spurred them on.

Now, the guns are trained on Kabir – and his poor, innocent driver – at one of the most sensitive of times, in the wake of the BDR rebellion which claimed the lives of four civilians, six BDR soldiers, and 56 officers. It is one of the greatest losses of officers suffered in the history of the country. But, according to Kabir, “they’re conspiring to harm me when they’re not in power. Now there is an elected government. If I’m killed tomorrow, the government will get the blame. And they’re using this [the aftermath of the rebellion] as an opportunity, when officers are emotionally charged.”

From their most recent record, journalists and their co-workers have shown they are prepared to fight against the harshest of odds. When the state has upped the ante, so have they. Condemnation of the car chase has come not only from colleagues in the Dhaka Union of Journalists but also other quarters, including architecture, anthropology, women’s rights activists and judges.

As long as the state continues to try and silence this man, they’re in for the big fight. The battle lines have been drawn.

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Pakistan: Hope amidst the chaos

March 7th, 2009 | No Comments | Posted in Global Issues, World

By Salma Hasan Ali

In about a week, InshAllah, I will be traveling to Pakistan. My ticket is booked; visa arrived this morning; shalwar kameezes are at the dry cleaners.

It’s not the ideal time to be going to Pakistan. A recent report by the Atlantic Council said Pakistan “is on a rapid trajectory toward becoming a failing or failed state.” A New York Times editorial last week put it this way: “Almost no one wants to say it out loud. But between the threats from extremists, an unraveling economy, battling civilian leaders and tensions with its nuclear rival India, Pakistan is edging ever closer to the abyss.”

The abyss grew depressingly deeper this week, when the Sri Lankan cricket team was attacked in a commando-style ambush, leaving eight people dead and several players wounded. Twelve gunmen — carrying sacks of ammunition — attacked the team’s bus in broad daylight — in the heart of Lahore — and then escaped in motorized rickshaws. What??

The terrorists knew what they were doing: attack the nation’s most cherished pastime — it’s symbol of camaraderie and goodwill — and you attack the heart and soul of the country and instill maximum fear.

So, why exactly am I going to Pakistan when relatives there and here are counseling not to, and those who can are leaving?

It’s to witness the work of two men – one a Pakistani, the other an American – who are tirelessly, quietly, and with humility working to improve the lives of Pakistanis so the desperation and hopelessness at the root of the current chaos, one day, diminishes.

An AP photograph in the NYT shows those who died in the Lahore massacre lying on stretchers covered with blood-stained white sheets with four letters printed on them: EDHI.

Edhi is hardly known in the United States, but to Pakistanis around the world he is a true hero. In the past 60 years, he’s created one of the largest and most successful health and welfare networks in Asia. He started off begging for donations. Today, he runs a nationwide organization of ambulances, clinics, orphanages, homes for the physically handicapped, blood banks, mortuaries, and much more. Edhi, and his wife of nearly 45 years Bilquis, live in a small two bedroom apartment next to his office in one of the clinics. He accepts no salary. He’s on call 24 hours a day. Their wedding night is indicative of how they spend their days: Edhi and Bilquis rushed a 12-year old girl with major head injuries to the hospital and supervised blood transfusions throughout the night. His vision of charity is at the heart of Islam. Why don’t we hear about it?

Many know of Greg Mortenson’s inspiring story through his best-selling book “Three Cups of Tea”. He is receiving the Sitara-e-Pakistan, Pakistan’s highest civilian award, in Islamabad on March 23rd. No doubt, he will receive the award accompanied by his indomitable Pakistani staff, including Suleman Minhas, with whom I’ve been communicating. After two brief phone conversations, and not even a shared cup of tea, I already feel like family.. I call him “bhai” (brother); he writes to me as “respected Salma”. Most of our conversations have focused on his assuring me not to worry; that the minute I land in Islamabad, I will be his most revered guest. No wonder Mortenson was blown away by Pakistanis’ generosity and warmth.

Maybe Mortenson will bring some of the girls from his schools, because as he always says, they are the true heroes. Perhaps Shakeela, who started by writing with sticks in the sand, and is now in her third year of medical school in Lahore. She will be the first locally educated woman to become a physician. Or maybe Ghosia Mughal, one of the first students to return to school in her village after the devastating 2005 earthquake in Azad Kashmir, that killed her mother, several of her siblings and left her father paralyzed. “Watching that first brave girl enter a school, is like watching man taking his first step on the moon,” says Mortenson. “It’s one giant leap for mankind.” Mortenson is keenly aware that behind one girl comes dozens more, eventually hundreds and thousands.

No doubt there are tragic forces at play in the country trying to undermine the fabric of its politics, culture, society, and soul. Sometimes seemingly overwhelming forces. But there are also kernels of hope that remind us that all will not be lost to violence and a distorted mindset.

There are people like Edhi and thousands more working each day to feed, nurse, console, support and shelter. There are people like Suleman and hundreds of others fiercely loyal to Mortenson’s commitment — and the commitment of so many NGOs around the country — to educate Pakistan’s children. There are young women like Shakeela, smart, capable, determined, and feisty, who will ultimately change the country, if given the chance.

This is the Pakistan I’m going to see. And when I get back, these are the stories I’m going to share, with anyone willing to listen.

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Horror and grief: a nation besieged

March 6th, 2009 | No Comments | Posted in Uncategorized

Text by Rahnuma Ahmed

Photos by DrikNews

One of the factors that is said to have contributed to the rebellion. The previous government (under emergency rule) had initiated a programme of providing subsidised food to tackle the unprecedented increase in food costs. The army is said to have whisked away huge amounts of money through the programme, while BDR staff complain of not even receiving legitimate payment for extra work. Dhaka, Bangladesh. December 03 2008. Muniruzzaman/DrikNews

One of the factors that is said to have contributed to the rebellion. The previous government (under emergency rule) had initiated a programme of providing subsidised food to tackle the unprecedented increase in food costs. The army is said to have whisked away huge amounts of money through the programme, while BDR staff complain of not even receiving legitimate payment for extra work. Dhaka, Bangladesh. December 03 2008. Muniruzzaman/DrikNews

The military cordoned off parts of Dhanmondi in an effort to quell the uprising. Soldiers in Satmasjid Road. Dhanmondi. 9:30 am. 25th February 2009. Dhaka. Bangladesh. Shafiqul Islam Kajol/DrikNews

The military cordoned off parts of Dhanmondi in an effort to quell the uprising. Soldiers in Satmasjid Road. Dhanmondi. 9:30 am. 25th February 2009. Dhaka. Bangladesh. Shafiqul Islam Kajol/DrikNews

BODIES of army officers had been found, they had been dumped in the sewage canals that lay underneath the BDR headquarters in Pilkhana. Two dead bodies had been the first ones to surface, far away, in Kamrangirchar.

Three civilians had died too, on the very first day. But as news of fifteen more dead bodies of army officers surfaced the next day, the civilian deaths seemed to pale away.

While the extent of the conflict was unclear bodies of slain police and civilians were found. Many lay unattended as sniper fire prevented medical help from reaching. 25th February. Dhanmondi. Dhaka. Bangladesh. Adnan/DrikNews

While the extent of the conflict was unclear bodies of slain police and civilians were found. Many lay unattended as sniper fire prevented medical help from reaching. Later bodies of soldiers were found, in water bodies near Dhanmondi as well as in mass graves. 25th February. Dhanmondi. Dhaka. Bangladesh. Adnan/DrikNews

And then a mass grave was discovered in the BDR grounds. Thirty-eight dead bodies were unearthed, including that of the director general Shakil Ahmed. A couple of other bodies were found, killed and dumped in ponds, drains, and sewage lines.

Many innocent civilians got caught up in the fight. Bus helper Muhammad Babu talks of his near escape. One of his compatriots died while two others were hit by bullets. 25th February 2009. Dhanmondi. Noor Alam/DrikNews

Many innocent civilians got caught up in the fight. Bus helper Muhammad Babu talks of his near escape. One of his compatriots died while two others were hit by bullets. 25th February 2009. Dhanmondi. Noor Alam/DrikNews

As the long hours passed, the whole nation seemed to be holding back its breath, aghast at the enormity of what had happened. At the carnage that had accompanied the rebellion. People gathered around to listen to the radio, watched breaking news spots on television, read aloud newspapers. News travelled through word of mouth. Collective sighs of relief were heaved when family members who had been held hostage were released. But the discovery of more mass graves, the news of family members also having been killed, of the many scores still missing, leave people speechless.

The conflict spread to other parts of Bangladesh. The BDR of Baitul Izzat BDR Training Centre, Satkania, rebelled on the 26th February. There was heavy gunfire inside the camp 9.30 am spreading panic in the area. After the shooting BDR took control of the training centre. BDR claimed that army started the gunfire. Trainee BDRs discarded their uniforms and ran away to nearby villages. Chittagong, Bangladesh. February 27 2009. Raj Aniket/DrikNews

The conflict spread to other parts of Bangladesh. The BDR of Baitul Izzat BDR Training Centre, Satkania, rebelled on the 26th February. There was heavy gunfire inside the camp 9.30 am spreading panic in the area. After the shooting BDR took control of the training centre. BDR claimed that army started the gunfire. Trainee BDRs discarded their uniforms and ran away to nearby villages. Chittagong, Bangladesh. February 27 2009. Raj Aniket/DrikNews

As the conflict spread, rebel BDR soldiers took position with heavy guns in Sylhet BDR camp. 26th February. Sylhet. Bangladesh. A H Arif/DrikNews

As the conflict spread, rebel BDR soldiers took position with heavy guns in Sylhet BDR camp. 26th February. Sylhet. Bangladesh. A H Arif/DrikNews

Horror, incredulity, and a sort of numbness have set in. Scores still remain missing, as the gagging stench of decomposing flesh hangs over Pilkhana grounds.

After the military was initially kept back, tanks were deployed. More than 10 tanks and one APC (armed personnel carrier) took position in front of Abahani sports ground, while soldiers took position inside the field. 26th February 2009. Amdadul Huq/DrikNews

After the military was initially kept back, tanks were deployed. More than 10 tanks and one APC (armed personnel carrier) took position in front of Abahani sports ground, while soldiers took position inside the field. 26th February 2009. Amdadul Huq/DrikNews

How could the jawans go on such a killing spree to right the wrongs done to them? What on earth could have possessed them? These are questions that are repeated endlessly by people in all parts of the country. Yes, they did have grievances (over not being given full rations, not being sent abroad on UN peacekeeping missions, over low pay, unpaid daily allowances promised for extra duties rendered, recruitment from the army to the higher, decision-making positions, etc, etc) but surely, their course of action was disproportionate by all accounts. Not to mention, suicidal (as I write, the idea of disbanding the BDR is being considered).

Is there more to it than meets the eye? In a crisis as grave as the one that faces the nation now, where does one seek answers to the truth? It is better to know some of the questions than all the answers. But what if some of the questions being raised are seen, especially by powerful sections, as blaming the victims of the tragedy? Do we have the resources, the intellectual capacity, the political will, and above all, the courage, to raise the right questions? Will these be tolerated, in moments of such deep grief, where passions rage high?

Were unseen forces at work? Wild conspiracy theories are doing the rounds. Do these not block off hard-headed attempts at understanding whether unseen forces were really at work? Surely we need to know the truth, in the interests of the nation-state, and in the interests of the survival of the many millions who live within its boundaries. It is a nation whose citizens are proud of their hard-earned and fought-for independence, and of their sovereignty, notwithstanding the deep fractures that cause long-standing divisions.

A girl just released from the BDR headquarters in Dhaka. Bangladesh. 26th February 2009. Amdadul Huq/DrikNews

A girl just released from the BDR headquarters in Dhaka. Bangladesh. 26th February 2009. Amdadul Huq/DrikNews

I see women and children seated on the pavement or standing outside the BDR gates, keeping long hours of vigil, for news of their loved ones. I see a few faces break down in tears as yet another body is identified. I see some women reach out to console, while others, who still have shreds of hope, lower their heads in shared grief. Hoping against hope that their husbands, or fathers, or brothers or sons will return. Alive.

Family members of the hostages were released in front of the BDR headquarters in Dhaka. Bangladesh. 26th February 2009. Amdadul Huq/DrikNews

Family members of the hostages were released in front of the BDR headquarters in Dhaka. Bangladesh. 26th February 2009. Amdadul Huq/DrikNews

Army tanks moved into the BDR headquarters in Pilkhana. After 33 hours the rebel BDR soldiers surrendered and went back to their barracks, and police and army took over the BDR headquarters. A woman waited outside the headquarters for news of missing relatives. 27th February 2009. Dhaka. Bangladesh. Shafiqul Islam Kajol/DrikNews

Army tanks moved into the BDR headquarters in Pilkhana. After 33 hours the rebel BDR soldiers surrendered and went back to their barracks, and police and army took over the BDR headquarters. A woman waited outside the headquarters for news of missing relatives. 27th February 2009. Dhaka. Bangladesh. Shafiqul Islam Kajol/DrikNews

I see a mother holding up a wedding photograph of her missing son and his newly-wed bride. I grieve for them, just as I grieve for much-respected inspector general of police Nur Mohammad’s daughter, widowed, at two months. Scores remain missing, still.

I read of the Indian government’s offer to send a peace mission to give security to the Calcutta-Dhaka-Calcutta Moitree Express that runs between the two cities on Saturdays and Sundays, to be manned by Indian paramilitary forces such as the Central Reserve Police Force, the Railway Protection Force, maybe, even the Border Security Force (The Telegraph, February 27).

I listen to balance in reporting being urged, particularly in the case of the electronic media, since the accusations of the BDR jawans had been highlighted on the first day of the rebellion in some of the private TV channels. It is being said, the other side’s version, that of the army officers, had not been sought, that it had not been reported. But surely the lack of press briefings, either from the government or the Home Ministry, or from the ISPR, contributed to this situation? I listen to a discussant argue that command failure, intelligence failure and corruption should not be mentioned. I cannot help but wonder, how does one seek out the truth where such a besieged mentality operates, where collective grief, horror and condemnation can be offered and accepted but only on terms that are acceptable to the recipient? Where narratives of grief and pain and horror seem to be overlaid with other narratives, that of the right to rule.

A candlelight vigil to mourn the dead in a park opposite the BDR headquarters. People of all religions offered silent prayers for the victims. 1st March. Dhaka Bangladesh. Amdadul Huq/DrikNews

A candlelight vigil to mourn the dead in a park opposite the BDR headquarters. People of all religions offered silent prayers for the victims. 1st March. Dhaka Bangladesh. Amdadul Huq/DrikNews

The dead cannot be brought back to life, nor can the brutal happenings be erased from the nation’s history. We can only console the bereaved. We can only learn lessons from it, as a nation.

It is the nation – as a whole – that grieves for the army officers, and their family members. It is the nation that must stay united, since the crisis seems grave enough to threaten our existence. It is the nation that must come together to seek answers, and to discover the truth. A unity of interests must prevail, rather than that of any particular institution. Or else, I fear, we would be doing injustice to those who lost their lives at Pilkhana.

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