Shaheen Chottor

A great story

Feni Polytechnic starts classes waiting for admission in the academic year 8-12. A boy from Ludhya village of Kanakirhat in Senbagh was also admitted. The son-in-law worked with my father in the food department, the home being "vacation" next to our "shade". The goodwill with the boy began to increase a little. Our 3-year course began on April 7, almost 2 years later. In the 2nd year, the department was civil, and the boy who became my closest friend was "Shaheen" Electrical. In the political upheaval of that time, the class was closed for two months. Our intimacy continued to grow. To get to Polytechnic from our home we had to pass through the aerodromes of World War II-built airports, where there were several Hangers that were hiding during the bombing. There was chatting and chatting with our batch's VP Khair, Machudh Bhai and many others and keeping those memories in camera. In the wake of the session alliance and political turmoil, our 3-year course fell to 4 years in 5 years. December 6 is "Victory Day". Polytechnic shut down for political reasons. In the afternoon I went to the campus to chat. Shaheen and Khair's residence is named after the "new hostel" room of the "new hostel", which is designed for the students of the end-of-year class only built in our time. There are no such students due to closure. I played badminton in the 5th with Humayun in the 2nd year. Then came the new VCR to Polytechnic, which was in our possession. My favorite heroine 'Sridevi' hit film 'Nagina' is at the peak of popularity and has already been seen 5 times. Anwar sir's house has been served dinner with stolen chicken. Immediately after supper for the 8th show of Nagina, Shaheen's dinner for chicken was returned to the house shortly after dusk. Due to my father's tenure, I did not have a chance to stay in the hostel for one night in the polytechnic life of about 5 years. At night at Shaheen's sister's house and watching the movie 'Again you are human' on BTV, I came home and fell asleep. In the morning the sky broke in a sad news. Shaheen and Humayun were injured in a political accident at 2am on their way to Dhaka. All day long, in the afternoon ambulance Shahin Feni's Academy came to the ground, freezing in the afternoon. Just 22 hours ago, the 22-year-old tugboge with whom I played badminton is now dead. At night, I reached Nithar Shaheen in the village of 'Ludhiana' near his mother-in-law's mother, who had received this 'son Dhadhan' after her daughter. The father who has to shoulder the most 'weighty' thing in the world after a while, is still looking for a son in Dhaka. There is no sleep in the eyes of the bereaved, but the frightened 'shaheen' eyes sleep in the dark. I spent the night sitting at the head of Shaheen's face all night waiting for Shaheen's father. He came after noon. After the funeral prayers, the 'father' took the most 'burden' of the son in his life and laid him down on the bed of the pond for ever. The current "Mohammad Ali Shaheen Hostel", named after the guest of "Shaheen", who lives in room 26 of the new hostel named "Khnikayalaya" and the construction of "Shaheen Chatabar" in our hands before leaving for the final examination at 3. Two days ago, the 32nd martyrdom anniversary of "Shaheen" passed. O Allah, bless him with Paradise Paradise ~ Amin ~~