রবিবার, ৩১ অক্টোবর, ২০১০
রবিবার, ২৪ অক্টোবর, ২০১০
Death of a teacher
If anyone asks me (if anyone cares to put forth this question to me at all!), 'Who is that man most worthy of calling the same?' I would reply, 'A man who would stand against the slightest instances of injustice or irregularities and ventures to correct it.' That is a man with a conscience, that is the source the society would get nourishments from and be the direct beneficiary. Not, for example, the narrow-minded professor who would do research only to ascend higher in his career path, not the doctor who amasses wealth staying in Dhaka and doesn't go to the villages to cure diseased commoners, and not the government employee who just sits there and feels sorry for himself just because he has been honest and therefore cornered.
A man worthy of calling the same is hard to find nowadays in our society. I really wonder as to why. One of the reasons could be that people have become too much self-centered and self-indulgent, and don't just care about anything other than their own benefit. They only live for personal pleasures. Values, ethics and morality have no appeal to them. It is indeed a very sorry picture.
What is, then, the likes of a man worthy of calling the same?
I would propose the case of late Mizanur Rashid. He was a good, solid man. In fact, in my limited knowledge and understanding of the world and the society, he was one of the very few best men from Bangladesh. He didn't win a medal in the last Commonwealth games, neither did he fight a renowned case in the court and win. His achievements are within his own perimeter of work. He tried to protest a wrongdoing no matter what. That wasn't done with a view to achieving any personal gains. In fact, not only did he volunteer in favor of discipline and decency, but also he was ready to put him in danger doing so. He was ready, he was upright and bold to protect his students, come what may. I believe that's called courage, and dignity, dignity not for himself only, but for the entire mankind.
He thought it his duty to uphold the honor and dignity of people near him. He wanted to ensure their rights and forbid wrongdoings. Who can find a better man than him on the face of our country Bangladesh?
And as regards his death, every person with conscience and self-respect, dies with him today. We, who would probably live some more years, might have a successful life ahead, and I really hope that we do, adding ever new feathers to our caps, enriching ourselves with personal successes and gains. But this college teacher from Natore, Mizanur Rashid, had to lose his precious life and embrace death. He would never return to his motherland to live again, instead, he would sleep, buried deep down somewhere in oblivion. We only live for once, and that for a very short period of time.
Then why did Mizanur throw his life in harm's way?
Mizanur took a risk on his life because he considered living to be a different, and therefore much more higher, phenomenon than mere surviving. He refused to tolerate injustice and insult, rather he protested. He didn't do it for his personal gains. He did it for the society we live in, for us. He worked for a greater cause than just feeding his desires and dealing with personal affairs.
I would consider his short life to be more valuable and meaningful than any other present-day 'successful' ones. It is immaterial now to see if the culprits are tried in court. That would make no difference either to him or to his bereaved family members. What best we can do is to take lessons from his life, from what he wanted to do with his life, and understand the difference between 'living' and 'existing'. They are never the same.
I bow my head down in respect and honor of late Mizanur Rashid. And my condolences are for his family members. May the Almighty Allah grant him heaven and give peace in the hearts of his family members.
A man worthy of calling the same is hard to find nowadays in our society. I really wonder as to why. One of the reasons could be that people have become too much self-centered and self-indulgent, and don't just care about anything other than their own benefit. They only live for personal pleasures. Values, ethics and morality have no appeal to them. It is indeed a very sorry picture.
What is, then, the likes of a man worthy of calling the same?
I would propose the case of late Mizanur Rashid. He was a good, solid man. In fact, in my limited knowledge and understanding of the world and the society, he was one of the very few best men from Bangladesh. He didn't win a medal in the last Commonwealth games, neither did he fight a renowned case in the court and win. His achievements are within his own perimeter of work. He tried to protest a wrongdoing no matter what. That wasn't done with a view to achieving any personal gains. In fact, not only did he volunteer in favor of discipline and decency, but also he was ready to put him in danger doing so. He was ready, he was upright and bold to protect his students, come what may. I believe that's called courage, and dignity, dignity not for himself only, but for the entire mankind.
He thought it his duty to uphold the honor and dignity of people near him. He wanted to ensure their rights and forbid wrongdoings. Who can find a better man than him on the face of our country Bangladesh?
And as regards his death, every person with conscience and self-respect, dies with him today. We, who would probably live some more years, might have a successful life ahead, and I really hope that we do, adding ever new feathers to our caps, enriching ourselves with personal successes and gains. But this college teacher from Natore, Mizanur Rashid, had to lose his precious life and embrace death. He would never return to his motherland to live again, instead, he would sleep, buried deep down somewhere in oblivion. We only live for once, and that for a very short period of time.
Then why did Mizanur throw his life in harm's way?
Mizanur took a risk on his life because he considered living to be a different, and therefore much more higher, phenomenon than mere surviving. He refused to tolerate injustice and insult, rather he protested. He didn't do it for his personal gains. He did it for the society we live in, for us. He worked for a greater cause than just feeding his desires and dealing with personal affairs.
I would consider his short life to be more valuable and meaningful than any other present-day 'successful' ones. It is immaterial now to see if the culprits are tried in court. That would make no difference either to him or to his bereaved family members. What best we can do is to take lessons from his life, from what he wanted to do with his life, and understand the difference between 'living' and 'existing'. They are never the same.
I bow my head down in respect and honor of late Mizanur Rashid. And my condolences are for his family members. May the Almighty Allah grant him heaven and give peace in the hearts of his family members.
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