A silent anger, unbearable pain and helplessness froze my finger to click.
What
to describe and what to write? All I could see were dead bodies all
around me. A silent anger, unbearable pain and helplessness froze my
finger to click. Beside dead bodies and each drop of their blood asked
me to tape their catastrophic death memoir to show the people around the
world how painfully they left the world. Those memories have been
haunting me for a long time.
Yes I am remembering Rana Plaza tragedy which happened exactly 7 years ago today.
Drinking tears now is a daily menu to the people whose life collapsed with the building Rana Plaza.
I
don't know how many times we will remain mute and hollow out graves! I
don't understand why the world’s most innocent souls have to always be
trapped as vulnerable victims! Their souls will never rest in peace
until we know how dreadfully they died without even being able to tell
their last wishes.
On that stormy day when I
arrived at the hospital door, I repulsed by the sorrow I encounter. No,
rain was not the reason, it was the pain in every face which no words
can describe.
Looking at a hundred wounded
bodies and hearing their screams it was hard to stand in the middle. But
it was more important to share a bit of their unbelievable suffering in
a modest form.
Remembering Rana Plaza...
(The
2013 Dhaka garment factory collapse (also referred to as the 2013 Savar
building collapse or the Rana Plaza collapse) was a structural failure
that occurred on 24 April 2013 in the Savar Upazila of Dhaka District,
Bangladesh, where an eight-story commercial building called Rana Plaza
collapsed. The search for the dead ended on 13 May 2013 with a death
toll of 1,134. Approximately 2,500 injured people were rescued from the
building alive. It is considered the deadliest structural failure
accident in modern human history and the deadliest garment-factory
disaster in history.)
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