We won.
HURRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!
The dictator bitch Sheikh Hasina has resigned and escaped to England, or some other part of the world. Today, I can safely call Bangladesh.. free.
For now, I mean. There's still a thing called army takeover and reelection and shit. The ass lickers are yet to be caught. It's no brainer that bi*ch and her a**lickers escaped with a shit ton of our tax money. The country's progress in development got kicked in the balls by at least 3 years. But let's not talk about that.
It all started on July 15th when 'Dog Hasina' and her pups decided to not only disapprove of our demands, but also mock us. She and her a** lickers were too confident in their ability to subdue resistance. After all, they'd been doing it for 15 years now. what's a few student in the streets, eh?
HAHAHAHA!!! The overconfidence quickly became the very reason for their downfall. Where's Kawwa (Crow) Kader when you need em? (for context, he's a political figure of BAl who publicly declared bs like "Satro league would be enough to control the terrorists (us)", and, "No one died in the movement.")
Students raided the national leaders' quarter and found.. her bra size (It's 36).
Let's mark this day as the second victory day in Bangladesh.. 5th August.
August lol. The same month her father was murdered in 75. It's only 10 days from now in 15th August. The (apparently national) mourning day for her father's death. I'll be sure to do something special on that day... For the memes lol. Let's mark 15th August as meme day.
(PS. I genuinely don't hate Bangabandhu who played an influential role behind our liberation. I just have a huuuge beef against his bitchass daughter who made me sniff CS, eat rubber bullets, and watch people die. I think we all have the right to emote on her families grave. We will taunt her however we want. Fuck morality, she was a monster, she receives no mercy.)
BTW, while I wont do a face reveal until I grow out of my insecurities, here's a small picture during the movement.
I was there...
We caused this...
Bad picture quality.. I know. I literally use a phone that my nee-san bought back in 2018. It's a hand me down phone that was bought with.. about 100 dollars? (No seriously, 100 bucks can mean a whole month of living expenses of a student here. Trust me.)
This photo has a story to tell. After we were returning from the protest, suddenly the police threw tear gas at us. So we literally burnt down the city council that was infested with BAL members. The next day, the minister of telecommunication declared that he'd shut down the internet again.. But this time, we threatened them.. "If the internet goes off today, we'll march to the national quarter."
The dumbass shut down mobile internet.
So, we kept our promise and organized 'DHAKA MARCH' just like the 69's (not a joke) PEOPLE'S MARCH. Remember this day folks. 5th August, the second victory day.
Also, a shocking thing happened, at home, 'yesterday.' After I came back home from protest, fatigued, one of my cousins who was part of the BAL actually spotted me in the movement.. WOW. Sharp eyes, I guess? My aunt lectured me about all the bad things that could happen and all the dangers and blah blah.. I heard it through one ear and pushed it through the other.
But she wasn't wrong at all. While I was sure they wouldn't snitch on me (Nothing's more important than family), I couldn't really say the same about the others living in my area who may have also marked me. The country is still in chaos, so there might be.. a teenie, tiny chance of me getting hunted down. Perhaps i should tell my sis to change the username from @jombysaright to @jombyismissing haha.
Man, I really love to exaggerate things, huh? Nah.. I aint gonna die. I'm already dead. My username is literally Jomby. I'm 6'1, WAY taller than the average here. I have the high ground!! Jokes aside, I believe my creator will be the one to decide whether i should live or not. It's a waste being afraid of something that may never happen.
That's literally why i joined the movement today lol.
All jokes aside now..
I will tell you something that'll make your blood crudle in hatred for the RAB, Police, Army, and BAL. Approximately 16 children died. Not because they went to a protest or something.. They were simply peeking or trying to close their windows. A girl was even shot in the head from a helicopter while playing with her father on the roof. All of them, were minors.
2000 or more people (unverified) were killed by the basters who sold their soul to Hasina.
I fucking love this country, and I fucking HATE it too. I mean ARE THEY FUCKING BLIND? A KID.. A FUCKING KID PLAYING IN THE ROOF!! WHAT? YOU AFRAID THEY'RE GONNA WATCH YOU AND TELL ON YOUR MOM!? FUCK YOU, BAL!! YOU INHUMAN, SUBHUMAN, PIG, MOTHER FUCKING, INCESTUOUS, C*CK SUCKING, PE**PHILIC, SHITBAGS!!!! I WILL DEFINITELY BE A PART OF THE FUCKING EXECUTION SQUAD!
PLEASE!! HELP US HUNT DOWN HASINA! PLEASE!
*Inhale.. *Exhale
Sorry.. I got a bit worked up there. This will probably be flagged by someone. Eh, we'll see what happens.
That's enough war stories you'll probably forget tomorrow morning, but this is the story that i will tell to my grand children. For now, let's talk about the story i will publish tomorrow.
It may feel a bit weird to read this, considering the fact that i literally updated 49 chapters before. But I'm actually quite insecure about releasing the next chapter. I did a lot of new thing in there. Writing style is a bit awkward, scene description are meh. And it'll be long.
I mean, LOOOOOOOOOOONG! I'm currently at 12k words rn, and a lot more scenes are currently being adapted. This was just a temporary break to let yall know about the situation, and my plan.. One thing's for sure..
You'll never see Levent the same again.
That should be enough.
Before going, I want everyone to put down their phones and stare at a single spot in silence for a minute. For the 2000+ (unverified) families that lost their golden children.