Please speak out Barrister Dr. Kamal Hossain. You are the lone one living witness who knows many occult events of our history what are unknown to our nation. Almighty Allah keeps you alive, perhaps, to reveal those shrouded information to our nation and the international community as well. Please let us know that history. It is your moral and national duty.
During the most tragic and horrific misery of our nation, you were the close associate of Bangabandhu Sheikh Mujibur Rahman. We don’t know why and how Bangabandhu along with you, throwing the nation on the pyre, went to Pakistan on the most critical night of March 25, 1971. Our nation needs to know whether the Pakistan Army arrested Bangabandhu or he voluntarily surrendered to them, or he went to Pakistan through mutual understanding. Under what arrangement, if any, the family-members of Bangabandhu could uninterruptedly and peacefully live at his Dhanmondi residence under Pakistani Army protection? Despite having so many senior leaders in Awami League why he chose you to accompany him to Pakistan? Why Pakistan didn’t try him? Under what type of understanding Bangabandhu left Pakistan for Bangladesh? Why Pakistan arranged his flight from Pakistan to London though he disintegrated Pakistan?
You and your wife and your two children were with him during his flight from Dhaka to Rawalpindi of Pakistan on the night of March 25, 1971 and Pindi to London on the night of January 8, 1972. How Bangabandhu behaved with Bhutto inside the plane prior to the plane took off for London? Why Bangabandhu embraced Bhutto inside the plane? What he said to Bhutto? Why Bangabandhu repeatedly rubbed his tears? You are the only person who knows the answers to all these and thousands of the same patterns of questions because you saw and listened to everything of this hidden chapter of our history. So, please open your tongue.
Tell us the real story of our national history. Our nation needs to know it.
You obviously know late Zaffar A. Chowdhury, the then Air Vice Marshal (later Air Marshal) of Pakistan Air Force who was the head of PIA (Pakistan International Airlines) at that time. He was in charge of arranging a secured journey for Bangabandhu from Pindi to London, who accompanied you all as the representative of the Pakistan government.
So Zaffar A. Chowdhury also was an eyewitness of that journey who reproduced the story in his book ‘Mosaic of Memory’ (Rahber Printers, Lahore, 1985)
In the subchapter ‘Flight to Freedom’ of the same book he wrote: Mr. Aziz Ahmad, the Minister of State for Foreign Affairs asked him over the phone whether a Boeing fly non-stop from Pindi to London was possible. The author replied to him in affirmative.
Hearing it the State Minister said, “It looks like Sk. Mujib might have to be flown to London shortly, but it will have to be done in a manner that the word does not get out before he reaches London. I am afraid we’ll be able to give you only very brief notice.”
‘Flight to Freedom’
“Can a Boeing fly non-stop from Pindi to London?” Asked Mr. Aziz Ahmad, the Minister of State for Foreign Affairs. “Yes, if winds are not too unfavorable,” was my answer. “It looks like Sh. Mujibur Rahman might have to be flown to London shortly, but it will have to be done in a manner that the word does not get out before he reaches London. I am afraid we’ll be able to give you only very brief notice.” Two or three days later, he rang up from Pindi early in the evening to say that the mission was ‘on’ and I should bring aircraft to Pindi around 10 P.M. At Karachi, we were to collect Mrs. Kamal Husain and her two children who were also to fly to London. Mr. Aziz Ahmad further told me to go to the State Bank (of Pakistan) where Mr. Ghulam Ishaq Khan, the Governor, would hand over a large sum of money to me in foreign exchange, which was to be brought to Pindi and given to Mr. Bhutto. The impression I gathered was that this was meant for Sh. Mujibur Rahman. I drove to the State Bank where Mr. Ghulam Ishaq Khan handed me a box containing a very large sum of money in the U.S. dollar. He wanted a receipt for it and asked me to count the money. I said, “Surely, you are not serious, how can I count such a large sum so quickly? Are you sure it has already been counted?” He said he was. I said, “That is good enough for me,” and signed the receipt. I proceeded to Pindi, at the President’s House, handed over the box to Mr. Bhutto; also present at the time was Mr. Khar.”
“Mr. Bhutto brought Mujibur Rahman and R. Kamal Husain to the aircraft just after midnight. They all boarded the aircraft together and there followed a very moving scene. The two leaders shook hands warmly, locked themselves in a lengthy embrace and Mujibur Rahman kissed Mr. Bhutto on the cheek with tears in his eyes. It was very emotional and charged parting and we all felt that we were witnessing history being made. The Boeing 707 took off for London, planning to land at Geneva if refueling became necessary on the way. Initially, there was considerable tension on board the aircraft and we all felt uneasy. We didn’t know how our ‘guests’ would be disposed towards us and whether they would like to talk to us. Mujibur Rahman talked to Mrs. Kamal Husain and asked how she and the children had been. I exchanged a few pleasantries with Dr. Kamal Husain. Then, dinner was served, everyone relaxed visibly and the tension abated. I moved up to the seat next to Mujibur Rahman and introduced myself. He responded very warmly and asked how PIA had fared during the war and if many aircrafts had been lost. I told him that the only loss was a Twin Otter aircraft on the ground at Dhaka and, but for the capture of some of our people stationed in East Pakistan, PIA had got away rather lightly and had been able to fly out the few aircraft located in East Pakistan. And, then Mr. Mujibur Rahman launched forth into a melodramatic monologue which went something like this.”
“This man Yahya Khan has destroyed the country. Now we have Indians sitting in Dhaka — imagine Indians in Dhaka! If the Army had been able to hang onto even one district, I would have rallied my people, built a base, broken out of there and driven out the Indians out of my country. But, now everything has been lost. I don’t even know where to begin. But let me get back, I shall manage something. The Indians must be driven out first, everything else comes afterward. I am the leader of the Bengal and my people will follow me anywhere. Look at Kamal Husain sitting there. He was in jail with me. A very clever boy. I picked him up. I got him elected, and now he will be a minister. My people love and will do anything for me. Bhutto is a good man. He saved my life twice. You must stand by him. We shall keep in touch. Don’t worry, I shall find some way of staying together. Yahya Khan had put me in jail and wanted me hanged. Now I shall have to say things to the Indians I don’t really mean.”
“One did not know what to make of his pronouncements he spoke in slogans and seemed very egocentric, everything was I, I and I. His manner was that of a stage actor, heaving a deep sigh, shaking his head, rubbing his eyes, throwing his arms about and talking alternately in a loud or whispered tone. He seemed to be making a political speech to a mob. He talked in the vein of an agitator or rather than a statesman that he fancied himself to be. His gestures and arguments were shallow, revealing little maturity or intellect. One also had the feeling that he was saying things he felt we would like to hear, and perhaps had some slight doubt if we were, in fact, going to take him to London.”
Breakfast was served early and I informed Sh. Mujibur Rahman that it would not be necessary to land for refueling and that we should be reaching London in about an hour. The steward brought along a few gifts we had put on board for the party at Karachi. To Mujibur Rahman, I handed two smoking pipes and a small carpet woven as a prayer-mat. I said these gifts for him from PIA as a token of this momentous flight. He stood up, shook my hand and accepted the gift with effusive thanks. Holding out the prayer-mat he said, “On this, I shall pray for PIA and for you Air Marshal.” He then asked me to make sure that at London Airport he was received by the “Foreign Office People.” I said I would have a message sent to London Airport to this effect, which in fact was done. He was not satisfied with this and kept insisting that he should be met by representatives of the Foreign Office and by no one else.”
“We landed at London around 6 A.M. and were parked some distance from the main terminal. Some airport officials boarded the aircraft and Mujibur Raman asked, “Are these people from the Foreign Office?” I answered, “Well, not quite, but they handle important visitors and will be taking you to one of the V.I.P. rooms where foreign officials should also arrive before too long.” He disembarked rather reluctantly and we all proceeded to a V.I.P. room. Here he asked me if we could help him ring up some friends, mostly at a small restaurant run by Bengalis. The restaurants must have been closed at this early hour and there was no response from any of them. He then desired to speak to Mahmud Haroon, who, he said, was a “family friend.” This number responded and Mr. Mahmud Haroon came on the line. I discreetly moved away so as not to overhear the conversation. Presently, some officials from Foreign Office arrived, as also some Bengali who had until recently worked at the Pakistan High Commission. Sh. Mujibur Rahman said to me, “Thank you very much for what you have done for me, Air Marshal. Now I will be met by people from ‘the Bengal Mission’. After all, I am their leader — a man of the public. If you wish you can leave me now. Having completed the assignment and handed him over the British authorities, I saw no need to stay any further. So, I shook hands with him and left.” (Mosaic of Memory, PPS. 74-77)
Whatever Banghabandhu said to Zaffar A. Chowdhury, by way of conversation, we saw the implementation of some of those — removal of the Indian soldiers from Bangladesh, appointment of Dr. Kamal as the Foreign Minister of Bangladesh, Bangabandhu’s participation at the OIC summit (without consulting with India) held at Lahore in 1974 as a gesture of friendly relations with Pakistan.
The Indian government didn’t take it (attending the OIC summit) easy that disappointed the Indian government. Defying Indian pressure Bangabandhu floated professional armed forces for Bangladesh. All these steps annoyed India.
Dr. Kamal also knows what type of understanding Bangabandhu had with Pakistan and what of those Bangabandhu honored and what he couldn’t do. Dr. Kamal also know the hidden story of dollars that Bhutto gave to Bangabandhu in a suitcase just before leaving Pakistan.
We are aware of your (Barrister Dr. Kamal Hossain) dilemma. You are also apprehended of insecurity. Still, please have courage. None, except you, knows the hidden chapter of our history. Though a few books on this issue are available, none of the writers was the eyewitness like you. None of them accompanied Bangabandhu during his flight from Dhaka to Pakistan and Pakitan to London. You are the lone eyewitness.
We are desirous of having a book from you detailing the most serious part of Bangabandhu’s life, what is an inseparable part of our liberation war. We hope you will not deprive our nation of getting the hidden story of our history. We pray to Almighty to Allah to bless you with a long time and opportunity to help Bangabandu and our nation.*
December 27, 2019
Courtesy: The Runner News