I have known Matin Shaheb since 1995. He used to run a cornerstore in the western city where I studied. His son Ananda is a few years younger than me, so in the traditional Deshi fashion I called him uncle. They are from old Dhaka and Keraniganj, and you’d know it from Mrs Matin’s - Saleha aunty’s - biriyani. Ananda is married now, and has a kid too. I don’t think they still run the shop, but I do know that they are the kind of honest, harworking folks whose remittances are keeping our economy afloat.

This post is about a few e-mails I received from Matin Shaheb lately.

This is what he wrote to me on the 13th of this month:

Dear Jyoti,

I would like to inform you that my nephew Mostofa Zaman Polash was released from the cental jail with a bail after one month since he was arrested on 12th of February . I spoken to him over telephone yesterday. He described that he was arrested by a group of RAB members on 12th of february and taken to vikrampure for 5 days. This 5 day period, he was hanged with his hand tiedeup with the seilings that his leg cannot touch the floor and the eye’s were blank folded for 48 hours continiously in that position. After that for another 3 days he was beaten in a brutal way. In the five days he was provided food only for once, which he was unable to eat because he felt vomiting. In his mouth the hot water poured and he still does not know the reason for those tortures. He asked the RAB members the reason for this actions and he was told that, he survived ‘the cross fire’ thats why he is getting the second treament. He is having pain in the different part of his body and feeling very seek and now going for medical treatment. He believe some part of his body has been damaged possibly parmanently.

He never been a member of any political group or any connection with similar activities. Polash runnig a small family business with his father.

I wish the people of Bangladesh know this and demand Justice and an independent investigation.

Thank you.

Matin.

Dear reader, I’ve quoted the email without editing even the typos. I don’t know his nephew. Maybe he is a local thug. Maybe people around his neighbourhood cheered when he was roughed up. But I have known Matin Sahib for 13 years. He wouldn’t lie to me about the accusations.

The next email (personal conversations edited out on privacy ground) was this:

Dear Jyoti.

This afternoon some one called from Dhaka asking for the mobile number of polash with a angry tone and saying that I mentioned About RAB that the person was not happy. I was not at home at the time. I hope may be some groups are making effort to get infomations.

I will keep in touch of any development. Thanks again.

Matin.

Then on the 16th he wrote:

Dear Jyoti,

I wish to know what really heppening in Bangladesh. I am thinking If I can find out a way to file a case in regards to my nephew. His future life will be hard as all his inspiaration and ambitions has been disturbed. His physical ability will be a suffering for rest of the life. The innocent poor boy still does not know why this heppend to him. I never felt so helpless in my life. All I am thinking to find out the exact reason of the incident. All the family is now living with fear.

I just felt to express some of my emotions.

Matin.

I know governance in Bangladesh cannot be easy. Even if we give the government - this regime, previous elected ones, future NSC-supervised ones, any of them - the full benefit of the doubt, even if we assume for argument’s sake, that the government is composed of good men and women who are trying to do the right thing by the people, even then mistakes will happen. When you have 150 million people in less than 150,000 sq km with per head income of about $2,000 a year, you are bound to get injustice. Ours is not an easy to country to govern (see here). And I understand why even democratically elected governments could heap this kind of injustice - monstrosities like Clean Heart and RAB, or Public Safety Act or Special Powers Act come to mind.

But when Matin Shaheb asks “I wish to know what really heppening in Bangladesh”, these sound like less than honest answers. If he had asked me this in 2004, or 2000, when such injustices also happened, I’d have told him to be patient. These ‘we need time to build our institutions’ arguments would have been more believable then (see here for a variation).

I am not sure I can give give him an honest answer about what really is happening in Bangladesh today.

In the late 1960s, a British blues band named Yardbirds sang:

Can you judge a man by the way he wears his hair?
Can you read his mind by the clothes that he wears?
Can you see a bad man by the pattern on his tie?
Then Mister you’re a better man than I.

Dear reader, perhaps you can give an honest answer to Matin Shaheb, if you’re a better man than I.