Children of War Page #3

we were just telling Mohsin

that he must move

out of this house.

We have already

discussed this matter,

why do you need to talk

about it in front of him...

Listen.

I am not like an Ostrich

which buries It's

head in the sand

and thinks

that the danger has passed.

Amir is very lucky

that he is still alive.

You, him or I

might not be able to

survive the next attack.

And you know

that they are going

to attack again.

So you mean,

we should run every

time we see danger?

We can run,

but what about

those who can't?

We are not social workers.

We are journalists!

Our job is not to

stop these brutal crimes,

but to write about them.

Only if we are alive'

will we be able to write.

No,

that's not the way.

If we write only

then will we be alive.

Otherwise our bodies

might live on,

but our conscience

will surely die!

Amir you have no idea what has

has been going on here

for the last three days.

You were unconscious...

- During this...

- I was unconscious,

but I am awake now.

I know

what we must do...

we must gather,

not just journalists,

we will include every one.

Munawar bhai, Selina,

Rashid Sahb,

Scientists,

Students, Teachers,

we must come together

and form a strategy,

and we will write,

we will report things.

I will be the first to write

and tell people

what I have gone through.

What?

Am I not making

any sense to you?

Amir, wasn't I telling you,

in the last three days...

I couldn't even

recognize Selina's body.

Munawar, Rashid Sahb,..

Mannan, Zahirul,...

Chakraborty...

all of them have been...

I thought

I was the only one.

Even Fida wasn't the only one.

I know what I have to do.

Where is the phone?

The school children sang songs

and the principal praise

the efforts of the

American government.

One moment.

Hello?

They are waging war.

Only you I know

can do something about it.

Amir, I understand.

But please realize, our powers

have been taken away.

I'm really

in no position to...

It will give me

a sense of pleasure

if you let me

see her body please.

Please do something.

I overheard

they've let some women live.

Please, help me find Fida.

I'll be indebted to you

for the rest of my life.

Are you listening?

Can we meet?

I can come to Dhaka

if you want.

Hey, get out!

Get of the bus.

Old man!

Get of.

I will kill you!

Silence!

Silence!

Look here'

this is 'pul-e-sirat'.

The bridge over hell.

H ell on this side

and heaven on the other.

Will you run?

Run!

Run now.

Run!

Rafiq!

Rafiq!

- What is it?

- Come quickly!

Coming.

Come now!

You want to see something?

There is more here.

- So much!

- What?

So much rice!

Kaki knew so many stories.

We've buried everyone...

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