A Tale of 26 February, 07: Fire on BSEC Bhaban

Written by Ayasha Siddika

It is a story of 26 February, 07. It is not only a tale but also a part of one’s life. At that day, every TV channels telecasted the incident live. Everybody watched it. But I want to tell you again this tale. Please try to understand the zest of the story.

Everything was going on nicely like others day. Everybody was at their work. At 12:00PM, a phone call came at the house. My mother received the phone and it was her elder son on the opposite side of the phone. He addressed his mother; ‘Do you know father’s office has been attacked by fire?’ She astonished after hearing the news. She asked her son, ‘Who said the news to you?’ Her son said, ‘Joy kaka’ (his uncle). After that the mother tried to make communication with Joy on phone but unfortunately the outgoing call service was locked. However, she overcame to open the lock by her elder son. She called to Joy for sureness about the news. When she became assure, then she was weeping. At that time, her younger daughter came to house from her work and asked her mother why was she crying? Mother told her the entire incident. The younger daughter tried to make communication with her elder sister and Joy for details.

The other members of the house were watching TV. The TV channels were telecasted the incident live and the house members watched that incident on TV. At 1:30 PM, the TV crews announced that Md. Azizur Rhaman had fallen down from the third floor and he has died.

Yes, this is the story of Md Azizur Rhaman.who is the employee in BSEC Bhaban and is a Coordinator officer in Purchase section.

After hearing the news, her younger daughters went to the DMC to receive her father’s dead body. That was too pathetic moment for her. It could not be express to anybody with uttering. Without pained anybody cannot feel the pain. Only a suffering people who is suffered by this kind of incident he can feel this pain. When she went to 32-no Emergency Ward in Dhaka Medical College Hospital, then she found her father alive. At that moment she felt with a lot of joy to saw her father. Really, Dear Almighty is too great on us. She was tried to shout that, “My father is alive, and look my father is alive. Thanks my dear Almighty.”

To be continued … … …