Myanmar Rohingya women and children life ...
- Nasima Banu name.
Age twenties.
Myanmar's Muslim minority was born in the family.
Kutupala 30 thousand Rohingya live in makeshift camps in Bangladesh.
Nasima're there now.
Nasima the torture of my people were in Burma, so we have come to Bangladesh.
In our family, it was such that the Myanmar government, undue pressure was on us because we are Muslims.
Myanmar had some property for us to make a living.
Bangladesh recently come back from the army under the pretext of giving shelter to a man they accused my father.
We did not give shelter to any Bangladeshis.
Before emigrate from Bangladesh to Burma, when a man was sent to prison.
So take care of them, were given shelter illegal.
But the allegations against him are false.
They took my father and beat him to a military camp.
Seven days later they sent us his blood soaked clothes.
They told him to kill his father.
We got stranded there without a father.
So we gave them all the cattle and poultry markets.
I sent the money from the sale of military camps.
Then they gave the money to leave his father.
A few days later, my brother attacked some people in the Buddhist community.
He was fatally wounded.
Brother injured was no treatment, died after serving much trouble.
Dad was very upset when I grow up physically.
I am resolved to secure the country.
The Burmese government does not allow us to marry.
Dad told me to leave the country.
He was one of our relatives.
He was disabled and beggars.
He agreed to take care of me.
We go to Bangladesh
We hired a boat to the river bank.
That was a very risky and dangerous.
On the other side of the border forces and put them in the river.
They asked for bribe money for relinquishing one hundred apiece.
But all of us together, just like a hundred rupees.
A member of the BDR said, "then we have to leave this woman.
But my relatives refused to leave me.
They looked argument, she will not go on without us.
If they were then.
We gave up.
Nasima also said,
"I already had a sister country, but did not know his address. Cox came and we started to walk around the town in the hands of a beggar's dish.
Sometimes they took pity for the survival of some rice and some money were in.
Then I met with a man who is my sister knew that.
She was the sister of Alikadam.
One day, my sister's husband came and took me to him. "
Sister and I stayed for two years.
Farm workers were working.
Life was fairly good.
I was able to get married.
A few days later gave birth to a son.
One day the police came five days after the birth of the child.
The police came without any advance news.
Then we were eating dinner.
They arrest my husband and sister's husband was arrested by the Burmese men
And took them out to the truck.
They killed my husband and sister husband the Burmese siege and took them out to the truck.
I told the police that much pleading,
A few days ago I was a child.
We can not live without her.
To leave her husband fell on the feet.
Please do not include them.
Said Rohingyas can not expect any mercy.
I told them, but they took me.
They took me to a car up and took him to the Naf river.
A fishing boat came to shore and saw the signs.
S New Border and threatened to beat him up, the boatman refused to take us across the river.
We have arrived at the other side Myanmar,
Boatman said,
Nasaka forces shot he saw some of the Rohingyas.
He gave us a path to walk, how to upstream and
The secret must be entered.
We hamtalama night.
When dawn came, we banradese.
We started to walk all night.
When dawn came, we moved to the country Bangladesh.
The baby in my lap when I noticed something unusual.
There are still without any movement.
Flabby body like a puppet is quite cold.
When our feet, knees, my son died, I did not realize it.
Breast protection for the child to feel safe walking simply aiming to save.
My companions river's edge with soft hands and a small hole dug in the mud.
We buried there.
Fear of being caught in the religion of Islam could not wait to be there for my child Janazah.
Even the pain of losing a child, I wanted to burst out of my chest I could not cry sound.
-We Came up over a wide area.
I shook hand, pointing to a moving car.
The driver of the vehicle in order to save our lives have a lot of appeal. Come with us to go from there to somewhere else said,
But, like the driver was nothing more than a scarf on my head.
The driver of the vehicle in order to save our lives have a lot of appeal. Come with us to go from there to somewhere else said,
But, like the driver was nothing more than a scarf on my head.
Car driver kutupala camp heard the name before.
So said, the Rohingya are safe there.
Katupala camp and met her husband.
"Kutupala 'camp came after a week in search of her husband that he would be out.
Should not it be in the day.
Her husband was gone.
Where is the old man, I have no idea about this.
You'll find out that I did not recognize him in the streets.
Katupala camp could not be identified in any of the camps only a few days that will help them.
I now go to the forest every day.
We sell firewood in the market.
No, but if you can collect some gigs.
If you do not do it fast.
This whole week I ate only three meals.
Child: Oh man, I'm alone.
Family members of those ten, twelve,
No jotano their mouth is much worse than me.
Death was much better for me than this life.
