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It all started with one incident. In their typical arrogance, a military personnel, in the middle of a football match, kicked a student of Dhaka university. Both of them were spectators. The military camp beside the gymnasium playground had been a thorn in the side of the students for a long time anyway. The news of this incidence traveled like fire throughout the student quarters, not only of Dhaka university but also almost all the institutions of higher studies throughout the country. Within hours all hell broke lose. The military dominated government tried to play it rough by beating,arresting and tear gassing the initially peaceful protest marches. But they never counted upon the unity showed by the student communities from every corner of the country. By this time, some of the braver souls of the teaching communities had also joined the movement. When no amount of tear gas and rubber bullets could pacify the movement, the government came to terms with the protesters and withdrew the army camp from Dhaka University premises.

This country owes its independence to the student leaders of ages past. Its continuing freedom and democratic practices are also maintained by the politically and socially active younger generation, most of them active students. Whenever governments, blinded by power, tries to ignore this inherent aspect of the politics of our country, they are reminded that they are appointed, not anointed.......

A shot from one such clash with the police. I couldn't even open my eyes because of the tear gas. The shells dropping everywhere, water cannons smothering the crowd.........it was hard to even maintain a steady arm. That's why most of the shots I took, are of very poor quality. This is one of the better ones. I like the motif with the woman, who obviously has nothing to do with either party........and must go through this zone of clash to her pursuit of daily survival.

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It all started with one incident. In their typical arrogance, a military personnel, in the middle of a football match, kicked a student of Dhaka university. Both of them were spectators. The military camp beside the gymnasium playground had been a thorn in the side of the students for a long time anyway. The news of this incidence traveled like fire throughout the student quarters, not only of Dhaka university but also almost all the institutions of higher studies throughout the country. Within hours all hell broke lose. The military dominated government tried to play it rough by beating,arresting and tear gassing the initially peaceful protest marches. But they never counted upon the unity showed by the student communities from every corner of the country. By this time, some of the braver souls of the teaching communities had also joined the movement. When no amount of tear gas and rubber bullets could pacify the movement, the government came to terms with the protesters and withdrew the army camp from Dhaka University premises.

This country owes its independence to the student leaders of ages past. Its continuing freedom and democratic practices are also maintained by the politically and socially active younger generation, most of them active students. Whenever governments, blinded by power, tries to ignore this inherent aspect of the politics of our country, they are reminded that they are appointed, not anointed.......

A shot from one such clash with the police. I couldn't even open my eyes because of the tear gas. The shells dropping everywhere, water cannons smothering the crowd.........it was hard to even maintain a steady arm. That's why most of the shots I took, are of very poor quality. This is one of the better ones. I like the motif with the woman, who obviously has nothing to do with either party........and must go through this zone of clash to her pursuit of daily survival.