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?????????????????????????????????????????????????Friday, January 25, 2019
Resonating the Mass Upsurge Day of Bangladesh

The Mass Upsurge Day falls on 24th January.
It came about 5 decades ago in Bangladesh on 24th January 1969. It was a
sustained, truly mass struggle, confronting ferocious backlash by our
people perpetrated on us by the savage Pakistani rulers and we overcame
multiple challenges while developing our considerable strengths to fight
those beastly animals back and defeat them. This glorious movement
witnessed an explosion of popular-democratic struggles championed by
people of all walks of life in our country whose activities became
central in the campaign against all oppressions and the quest for the
creation of a democratic state.
It was a democratic political movement. The uprising consisted of a
series of mass demonstrations and sporadic conflicts between Pakistani
government’s armed forces and the demonstrators of our people. Although
the unrest began in 1966 with the Six-point movement of Awami League, it
got momentum at the beginning of 1969 and culminated in the resignation
of Field Marshal Ayub Khan, the first military ruler of Pakistan. The
uprising also led to the withdrawal of Agartala Conspiracy Case and
acquittal of Bangabandu Sheikh Mujibur Rahman and his co-accused from
the case. Bangabandhu came out from Pakistani jail as a majuscule hero
and head honcho of Bangladesh; and a house-hold name for all people in
his country.
The movement soon engulfed the whole of the-then East Pakistan’s
politicians, students, peasants, artisans, workers – all joined the
movement almost en bloc. Due to continuous exaction of demands marked by
sound judgment of the labouring class of the industrial belts and low
and medium income groups soon turned the movement into a struggle for
economic emancipation. The racial repression and the deprivation of the
Bengalis within the frame work of Pakistan and to the contrary, starting
from the language movement the feeling of separate identity together
with struggle for autonomy had direct influence on the mass upsurge of
1969. Indeed, this mass upsurge was the greatest mass awakening ever
since the creation of Pakistan. The student agitation of 1968 turned
into a mass upsurge when Maulana Abdul Hamid Khan Bhasani asked his
followers to besiege Governors House, formulated and declared his other
programmes.
The Maulana declared a total shut-down of work on 6th December 1968
following the clash between the people and the police. On the call of
the main opposition parties namely two factions of NAP (Bhasani and
Muzaffar), Awami League and other political parties, a Hartal was
observed throughout the-then East Pakistan on 8 December 1968.
Repression Resistance Day was very successfully observed throughout the
former Province on 10 December 1968 at the call of Awami League’s
pro-six point demand. On the 14th December
1968, the gherao programme (a protest in which a building or person is
surrounded by people until demands were met) was declared by the NAP
(Bhasani). Accordingly the programme was launched with the gherao of the
bungalow of the DC of Pabna on the 29th December
1968. Mass Uprising Day is observed in Bangladesh every year on 24
January to mark the climax of the movement of the people of the-then
East Pakistan for autonomy in 1969 that eventually led to the
Independence War and emergence of Bangladesh in 1971. It is competently
said that the Mass Upsurge Day teaches Bengalis about the values of
democracy and to protest against oppression.
It was as if a wind was blowing. It was heading end-to-end the country,
and could not be suppressed forever. This proves that the mobilisation
of the people is a formidable source of democracy. This Revolution of 50
years ago provides important lessons for peoples across the world in
their quest to dismantle oppression and build just societies today,
tomorrow and the days ahead. It can be termed as pleading for a moral
excellence of cause or propounding an idea of determination of one’s own
fate or course of action without compulsion. It taught us that the
political separation of our nation from an alien national body; and the
formation of independent nation state, Bangladesh.
In this reflection on the 50th anniversary of the Mass Upsurge Day, we
will seek to grasp the responses to the revolution, the surge of
anti-Pakistani which led the defeat of their fascism. This is an
episodic event in human history. It was a period of tremendous
outpouring of revolutionary energies in music, art, theater, journalism,
poetry and political organising. The uprising marked a new stage in
human history with the independence of Bangladesh in 1971. The
tremendous achievements of those insurrections beckon us to understand
what was possible and what is possible to create today. We should create
records, equally relevant today in wiping out poverty, backwardness,
corruption, terrorism and illiteracy, in establishing equality among
peoples of all religions and between men and women. It is an inspiration
of what was and what can be, and that is why, we say that the era it
established of the transition from alien rule to the establishment of a
sovereign and independent state which is as relevant today.
The 1969 Mass Upsurge Day may have more to teach us. The increased tempo
of struggle then in our country was a commitment to end all forms of
exploitation of humans by sub-humans in our part of land. It clearly
shows that a new nation was in the making. The winning of the objectives
of this national democratic revolution will, in turn, lay the basis for
a steady advance in the direction of deepening our national unity on
all fronts — economic, political and cultural — and towards a formation
of a new country- Bangladesh. For our nation building means among other
things unifying ourselves nationally as the leading class whose
developing culture, aspirations and economic interests become
increasingly those of the overwhelming majority of our people.
Far beyond the horizon we gazed at sunlit skies glowing from gigantic
hills, valleys, thick blue clouds hang peacefully over our heads,
painting hopes and aspirations as we journeyed relentlessly to capture
our dreams. We have been marching for years clinging desperately to our
dreams, with nothing in our hands; our faith and determination propel us
along. But the days seem longer, nights become shorter and our hopes
grew stronger and life gets tougher. We journeyed through thorns and
thistles; we stumbled upon closed doors, brick walls, giant rocks and
numerous road blocks. Left only with rags on our backs, we were
determined to reclaim our dreams. The struggle seemed endless as we
journeyed night and day on a path that binds us for years. Hunger
paralysed us, fear dehydrated us, we endured sleepless nights but we
held on to our conviction, embraced one another and consoled ourselves.
Sun scorched our tired backs, winter snow froze our blistered feet,
tornados compassed us too, and the relentless hurricane could not rip us
apart. We all stuck together and supported one another. Despite the
chilling cold penetrating our skins, we were destined to win. The
expectation of a new life inflamed our hearts, and each day we hoped for
a better tomorrow, ignoring life’s un-bearing demands we advanced
towards the finishing line believing wholeheartedly, and holding
steadfast to conquer our dreams. It is true that life can be
overbearing, and it is also true that we had wishful promises, and when
our promises fail to materialise, driven by a lack of faith from the
other side, the journey become harder and murmuring breeds sorrows in
our aching heart.
Sometimes we fought among ourselves and tossed hurtful words to and fro
but we quickly came to our senses and made amends of unacceptable ways.
We know that we were in this together, and we must embrace one another’s
dreams, so we wedged together like brothers and sisters mending the
broken pieces as we progressed along the way. The power of unity kept us
alive, our dreams grew bigger than our stomach, and jingled heavier
than money in our pockets, our faith grew stronger, our hopes strapped
together, and death itself could not shatter our dreams. We endured
winter freezes; one winter faded into another, fog covered fog, but we
were determined to surpass discouragements, negative highlights and
continued climbing until we reached the top.
We climbed the hills day and night, but everything seemed far out of
sight. All we could see was clear blue clouds smiling above us and
multitude of stars blinking in the skies. We passed foxes digging
shallow holes in foaming ditches; we saw them tearing and chewing
rabbits and rodents, and chasing timid squirrels off the edges.
Tormenting sound echoed beyond thick bushy forest, intimidating us on
our hopeful journey. Suddenly a ferocious fox leaped out of the bushes,
and stared at us, grinding its gigantic teeth. But a tiger sneaked from
the tree top and cornered the terrifying fox into its vulnerable hole
wounding its feet and pulling at its filthy mouth.
The lame fox lay on the ground grasping for breath, and the forest
animals drag it slowly into a hole. We clenched tightly to each other
and hurried quickly towards the movements to complete the final leg of
the journey. Amidst these strange happening, we progressed faster
holding our precious dreams carefully in our hands. We could hear the
drum beats resonating from a distance, sealing our hopes and filling our
hearts with aspirations. We could feel the bubbling rhythm from afar,
and as we got closer the sounds got louder, the cheering grew stronger
and we felt happier. We climbed and climbed, we slip and we glide, we
stood firm and plant our feet securely into the ground. We removed
obstacles, overturned road blocks sailed through red lights, and skipped
through barricade and persevered until we finally made it to the top.
Millions with similar dreams had made it too, and we joined them singing
and dancing, the sun shined once again with a daring glow and our long
awaited dream finally came true. We could breathe fresh air, thus
feeling the rhythm in life again.
The heroic upsurge of the 24th January
1969 of our people against the tyrannous Pakistani regime continued for
almost 3 years. We witnessed mass demonstrations, strikes, boycotts,
etc. and the whole Pakistan based National Election where Awami led by
its charismatic leader Bangabandhu Sheikh Mujibur Rahman emerged out as
the majority party leader of Pakistan, but the ruffian Pakistani
military rulers betrayed with us and refused to hand-over power to
Bangabandhu and then waged a full-scale war with us. Their nefarious
actions were directed to violent repression which led to the brutal
murder of our 3 million people. The 1971 war shows the determination of
Bangladesh’s people to be masters in their own land, an independent
People’s Republic.
The history of any society is based on how its people fashion a living
for them, how they contend with the forces of nature and consequently
how the relations between people develop. In our 1971 war with the
Pakistani military rulers, we had emerged out as a fairly powerful mass
organisation. The war reached a new height, but we won the war defeating
the inglorious war-mongers of the Pakistani regime disgracefully.
Bangladesh came into being on 16th December 1971.
We have won our own destiny, but without the fullest organisational
democracy, we will never be able to achieve conscious, active and
unified participation of the majority of the people, and in particular
the working class, in our struggle for betterment of our country. It
clearly sums up the systematisation of popular experiences and demands
which some leaders were able to eloquently make during those stringy
days in Pakistan. Clearly, this Mass Ups-well had more the character of
an ideal to be struggled for rather than a simple description of
reality; nevertheless it indicates the centrality of popular democracy
within the ideology and practice of the movement. Long live the Mass
Upsurge Day and its message that is intended, expressed or signified.
-The End –
The writer is a senior citizen of Bangladesh, writes on politics,
political and human-centred figures, current and international affairs
