Bangla army rapes 3 religious minority women in CHT.
Rahul Chakma
commonplace in the Chittagong Hill Tracts region of
Bangladesh. The crimes are commited with impunity by both
the law enforcement personnel and the Muslim settlers.
On 21 May 2001, a group of Bangladesh army personnel
raided a Jumma village namely Bara Chandra Karbari Para
at Matiranga at midnight and raped 3 Jumma women. They
mercilessly beat the villagers and injured 13 Jumma
civilians including an one year old baby girl. The Jumma
women were identified as (a) Mrs. Pubali Tripura (22)
wife of Bata Roy Tripura, (b) Ms.Sanita Tripura (15) and
(c) Ms. Karandi Tripura, daughter of Hari Mohan Tripura.
The one year old minor child of Mrs. Pubali Tripura was
seriously injured when the army personnel chopped the
child with sharp knife during the gruesome incident.
Three Jumma women and the minor child were admitted to
Khagra Chari Sadar Hospital. One Jogendra Tripura of the
same village was arrested by the army and later sent to
Khagra Chari court hazat on next day.
Genocide in CHT: "http://www.angelfire.com/ab/jumma/"
islamisgrowing2000
Asiya
Why I embraced Islam
I have always, since developing an ability to think deeply, believed
in the existence of a single Creator, on whom everything that exists
is dependent. Though my parents are Buddhist, from the age of 13, to
this Creator, I have steadfastly prayed and yielded guidance from
every day that I can remember. Yet, being schooled within a Christian
environment, I naturally identified myself as a Christian.
Sadly, my knowledge of Islam was minimal. I perceived it as a bizarre
religion, limited to only a few underdeveloped nations, most of which
were in the Middle East, and which endorsed an astoundingly
suppressive lifestyle, particularly for women. Muslim women, I
presumed, were considered inferior - a passive domestic slave, bashed
often and forced to compete among four for her husband's affections,
which he could withhold from them all if he wanted to. The majority of
these ideas I developed from hearsay, interactions with others I
assumed knew what they were talking about and a few documentaries on
Iran and Saudi Arabia I watched on television.
As I entered university nearly three years ago, I came into contact
with quite a number of Muslim students from various backgrounds.
Strangely enough, even to myself, I was drawn to them and developed a
curious inclination to learn and understand more about their religion.
I observed how content they seemed and was very impressed by their
openness and warmth towards myself and each other, but more
importantly with their pride in belonging to a religion which holds
many negative connotations.
I gradually became fascinated with Islam, and through a process of
education, developed a greater respect for it than even my beloved
Christianity. I was stunned at how wrong my previous conception had
been and became particularly overwhelmed at the tremendous
entitlements, equality and acknowledgment Islam provided for women. I
realised the reality of the Islamic lifestyle and the truth concerning
that feeble American innovation termed "Islamic fundamentalism".
Is it said that any person who possesses the faulty of reason and an
open mind should recognise logic and truth when he/she encounters it,
and so it was in my case.
More and more, literature, signs and evidence were revealed to me, and
more and more, my intellect was stimulated and my heart, warmed. I
wanted to know everything about Islam and felt already a sense of
brotherhood with and belonging among its followers.
What impressed me the most was how practical Islam is - how it
encompasses a rule and a lesson for almost every facet of living. And
by the sheer grace of God, I at last understood the faults of
Christian theology and of the concepts I had previously accepted
unquestioningly.
At midday, on August 4th, 1994, before over 20 witnesses, I recited
the shahadah and became an official Muslim.
I shall never forget the bliss of that day and how much my life has
turned around in only a year's time.
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I have often been asked what it is like to be a revert and of the
difficulties I must endure. Though I do not wish to dwell on this
topic, as pity is not my priority, I shall give some examples of what
I have been through.
The period up till the end of Ramadhan was, by far, the hardest to get
through. Family disputes took place almost daily; I was showered with
verbal abuse, ridicule and threats. On many occasions, my room was
physically torn apart, books mysteriously disappeared and slanderous
phone messages were sent to my friends and their parents.
There have been times I have been locked out of home and forced to
abstain from dinner as pork was deliberately served. Even to this day,
all my mail is opened before I have the chance to do so myself. Apart
from my housing and meals, I must provide for myself financially. My
readings, as my conversations over the phone are done in privacy. My
writings and my visits to mosques or other Islamic venues must always
be concealed. I am similarly not able to visit friends very often as I
may be "brain-washed" even more.
I cannot perform my prayers until I am sure no one is around. Nor can
I express my excitement and celebration during Ramadhan. I cannot
share the joy at knowing yet another sister has put on Hijab, nor can
I discuss the lesson I have learned this day or the speech given by an
Islamic scholar/scientist. Moreover, I must continually defend the
Muslims and the Islam portrayed on the media, and fight against the
stereotypes my parents stubbornly maintain.
To see their expressions of disgust at myself is almost unbearable. I
am now insecure as to my parents affections and constantly worry of
how much I am hurting them. Through the entire month of Ramadhan, my
mother spoke to me not once. I had to hear her say time and time again
at how I had betrayed the family. My pleading with her otherwise was
to no avail. I am told over and over again that what I have done is
unforgivable and if any of our relations or already few friends knew,
my parents would surely be outcasts.
However, I do not claim to have a miserable life. I am more content
and at peace now than I ever have been. My purpose in relating all of
this is to try to display the opportunities that many of you have
which are so often taken for granted, so little taken advantage of,
but so precious to many reverts like myself.
To reflect on these hardships alone would imply I have gained nothing
by becoming a Muslim other than pain. On the contrary, Islam has given
me already so many vast rewards, I shiver to think of how much more
wonderful the gifts of Paradise would be.
At the time of my reversion, although I had accepted Islam as being
true, I had no idea of the vast internal changes it would incur upon
me. Even I am astounded at how much I devour knowledge, how Islam is
in my thoughts every waking moment, how compelling I feel my
responsibility is to the Ummah and how much more of a Muslim I became
every month.
It is as if as one's life in Islam progresses, it spreads to encompass
and govern every cellular and spiritual dimension in oneself.
Abu Huraira (r.a.a.) narrated that: Allah's Messenger (s.a.w) once
said: "Allah said: '... and My slave keeps coming closer to Me... then
I become his sense of hearing with which he hears, and his sense of
sight with which he sees, and his hand with which he grasps, and his
legs with which he walks...' "[Sahih Al-Bukhari]. This is precisely my
experience.
Remarkably, from one religion, I have gained a profound insight into
the operations of human behaviour and sociology, as as well as
geophysics and astronomy. As I mature, it becomes clearer and clearer
to me that again and again, it is Islam that has already answered the
social and economic dilemmas of our time.
Over the past year, I have developed quite an extensive breadth of
Islamic knowledge and have studied ayats of the Holy Qur'an in much
finer detail. Not once have I come across anything which would make me
doubt the authenticity of the Qur'an and the relevance of Islam for
contemporary society, for even one minute. This has been the only
religion I have ever been completely sure of and am more sure of each
day that I serve.
Furthermore, I have established my identity, I am more confident of
myself; a stronger woman and person of colour, I am more aware of my
existence and more secure in my battles.
If I have achieved anything through this article, my hope is that it
is that I have depicted the greatness and mercy of our Glorious
Sovereign, who makes all things possible. Allah (s.w.t.) says: "He
guides there with whom He pleases" [S.393, V.23]. Truly, I have been
blessed to be one of those who have personally received the light and
whose heart has been ordained to accept it n
Satya
That is in keeping with the unholy koran's commandment!
Bholu
grandmothers were fucked silly by the Pakistani Army? Or maybe it is the
shame of being bastards.