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Detained in India, Arrested in Bangladesh


Detained in India, Arrested in Bangladesh
[Rahnuma Ahmed interviewed Shahidul Alam in Dhaka, on Saturday, 20 June 2009.?Published in New Age on 22nd June 2009]

From left to right, BSF personnel calling out to Shahidul Alam to come to the gate; Shahidul crossing unmarked scrubland to reach the BSF gate; BSF personnel open the gate and drag Shahidul in.
? Frame grabs from video footage taken by Sumeru Mukhopadhyay and Abul Kasem of Drik AV.
Please tell us about your project and why were you detained by the Indian Border Security Forces.
I started the Brahmaputra project in the late 90s. It’s an incredible river that goes from Tibet through Arunachal and Assam in India, into Bangladesh and all the way into the Bay of Bengal. In the early part of the project I’d done some video footage in Tibet and India, but not any in Bangladesh. We at Drik felt that we should try and produce a film, so my colleagues in the Audio Visual department, Sumeru Mukhopadhyay and Abul Kasem, and I went off to Nijhum Deep in the south, in the Bay of Bengal on 11th June for 3 days.
We returned to Dhaka, then went to Rowmari on the 15th to photograph the section of the river where it crosses from India to Bangladesh. We drove up to Chilmari, went by boat to the Rowmari side, found a guest house. It was late afternoon, and we thought we should go out on a recce. As photographers we had obviously cameras, and I had a video camera with me.
As it often happens in villages, distances are not the same as we measure it in the city, so whenever we asked people where it was, they’d say, `just out there,’ `a little bit further,’ `ten more minutes…’ We ended up travelling quite a long way, by van, a little by boat, then we walked through market places, by people’s homes, with cameras dangling on either side, three strangers, creating a lot of attention.
At one point we were walking across some paddy fields, and an elderly farmer stopped me and said, this is a difficult way to go, why don’t you go on to the road which is nearby. This was a clay track road, very overgrown, not much of a road, but soon after I got on to this road armed BSF (Indian Border Security Forces) people from the other side of the fence beckoned me. I knew this was a dangerous situation. I knew that 52 Bangladeshis had been gunned down by the BSF during the last 6 months. I was possibly only 50 yards away — well within their shooting range. It wasn’t sensible to do anything other than comply. So I walked calmly towards them, making plans about how I should proceed.
As I had sort of expected when I got close to the gate, they opened the gate, several of them ran out and literally dragged me inside. And locked the gate. I was well and truly within India.
You mean, there were no border signposts?
No, there was absolutely no sign mentioning territory, or that we were crossing into restricted zone, whether it was no man’s land or anything else. These were paddy fields we were walking across. When I got onto this dirt track, there was still no sign. One could see there was the Indian border far away, one could certainly see the fence. And it was soon after I got onto the dirt track that the BSF beckoned me. But before that, there’d been absolutely no indication that we were outside anywhere of Bangladesh.
But what about BDR soldiers?
No, none. Certainly we’d expected there to be BDR jawans and other people, or at least some sort of an indication near the border, but there weren’t any.
After the BSF pulled you into their gates, what happened? Did they assault you?
No. They came out and grabbed me, and dragged me in. They (how many were they?) about 5 or 6, there were more inside, they were a bit rough in dragging me in but I wouldn’t say I was assaulted.
As a seasoned photojournalist, how did you strategise, to get out of this situation?
Well, since I was in their firing range what was most important was to stay alive. Once inside, there was the question of avoiding physical violence. I felt I would be much safer in the hands of senior officers than in the hands of jawans, trigger happy jawans in particular. Knowing the history between BSF and Bangladeshis, I felt that presenting myself as a Bangladeshi was going to be suicidal.
I made the decision that I was going to be a foreign photographer, out on an assignment. I decided I would speak only in English. I did have Bangladeshi identity with me which I didn’t want to show. I also had a UK driver’s license, so it made sense for me to be British. I mentioned National Geographic because that was a known name and even out here the jawans might have heard of it. I also calculated that bringing in a US component could give me some sort of insularity, given the power of the US, and the fact that India was its close ally. As for the National Geographic, I am on their Advisory Board.? I give a lecture there every year, I’m involved in many of their seminars so I do have a long relationship with the organisation but I wasn’t on assignment for them.
My initial attempt at convincing them that I was a foreignor with British and US connections was merely power play. I was trying to make sure the jawans felt I wasn’t some Bangladeshi they could beat up and kill, but someone from far away, who had better connections. And frankly, I was using the race and class card.
What happened after that?
Well, talk of the National Geographic, of being British, shook them a little bit. Of course, I pretended I didn’t speak Bangla or Hindi. I heard them talking amongst each other, saying that perhaps it wasn’t such a good idea to take a foreignor, perhaps they should let him go.
I decided to push my luck further. I said, unless you let me speak to my National Geographic colleagues they might report to head office. Then I rang you, my partner, and I spoke to you in my best British accent. I remember it took you a little while since we don’t speak to each other in English, but you quickly twigged. More for the audience than for anyone else, I fairly loudly told you to inform the Prime Minister, the Home Minister, the BDR people, the BSF head etc. I pulled names out of my hat willy-nilly, but making sure they were important-sounding names, so that that these jawans recognised that I was a very important person, with important connections.
How were you treated by BSF once they knew that you were a big shot photographer?
Once the officers arrived, I felt, I was more in control. They wanted to look at my identity card, asked for my address. Soon, the officer, a Mr P K Roy, a Bangali, was convinced that I was not an ordinary Bangladeshi but probably an important foreign photographer. Their attitude began to change. He asked the jawans to get me a cup of tea.
Later, he got a phone call, from obviously a senior person on his side, who presumably told him that I should be released, that I should be taken good care of. Now, it was a question of the information percolating down to the lower levels of command, and getting a written confirmation from his immediate superiors before he could release me.
Much later, sweets were bought from the market. The tone of the conversation, and the dynamics, changed completely. But, as it was getting dark, they were convinced no handover would take place at night. I was taken to a guest house nearby, into a room, with a television, a telephone with a handle, a bed, an attached bathroom. Very clean, very pleasant place, and given dinner. Mr P K Roy was very concerned that I was made to feel looked after. I spoke to his commander who was extremely polite, apologised for the situation, and said that the BDR had been informed. I would be handed over to the BDR, as soon as communication took place. I thanked him, and assured him that I was being well looked after. It was a very civil conversation.
What were your concerns then, as a photographer?
I’d been taking pictures along the way. I’d been shooting with a wide angle lens. I was pretty certain that my wide angle shots, my landscape photos etc., would have segments of the space I was going through, which I now realised was illegal. I didn’t want to get caught with these pictures, so I worked out how to remove this incriminating evidence.
What happened after you were handed over? It was at 11:15, right?
Yes, around then. It was pitch dark, dense shrubbery, bad roads. We came to a point where Mr P K Roy said this is where the sign is [Indian no man’s land begins]. So I said, well, please show me the sign. They looked around, but couldn’t find it. They apologised and said, please believe us, it’s here, we can’t find it right now. Then they met the BDR people, again, a very civil meeting. The BSF produced a document for the BDR to sign, when I was handed over.
Once the Indians left, the BDR subedar got a phone call from his commanding officer.? He spoke to me then, and initially accused me, apni lukie gecchen, yoy sneaked into this place. I strongly objected because we’d come in broad daylight, three of us, we had equipment, we had asked people for directions. He then changed his tack. He said there were some formalities which I had to go through, papers I needed to sign. Of course, I agreed.
And did you learn from the Kurigram BDR, how they came to know of your detention by BSF? Was it locally, or from Dhaka?
No, I found out later from conversations, they’d received the information from Dhaka. In fact, the subedar was very worried about this. When the BDR Director General had rung from Dhaka, he had specific information about where I was. But the local-level BDR hadn’t a clue.
And why do you think those at the local-level didn’t know?
I was told about this later. I was chatting to them and they said, we’d normally have known. It would’nt have occurred but we had some VIP guests. We had been busy entertaining the VIPs.
And after that…?
Initially, we went to the BDR camp, three of us on a motorcycle, miles away from where this incident took place. They offered me food which had apparently been prepared for the VIP guests so it was good food. They kept saying another 5-10 mts, but after a long time, I said look, what’s going on here, I want to get back. We eventually started walking but instead of taking me to the guest house, they took me to the thana. Another long wait, close conversations between BDR personnel and police. At one stage, I said, I’m very appreciative that you’ve got me out of India. But I’m now a citizen in my own country, you have no right to keep me here unless you’re arresting me for something.? I got up to walk away and that’s when I realised they weren’t going to let me leave the place. By then I learnt from local people who had come to the thana that the BDR was about to file a case against me. At this stage I rang you again, this was about 2:30/3:00 in the morning. Shortly after this, they confiscated my cameras, and my phone. I no longer had direct access to anyone. \
So, why did the Bangladesh govt file a case against you?
It’s conjecture of course. The local BDR were extremely worried about the predicament they were in. The fact that they had no knowledge of this incident, that the border had been completely un-manned, that there was no BDR person in sight, that they didn’t know about it even after the local people had gotten to know. It left them with egg on their face. And again, the original accusation by the colonel suggested that there was an attempt to put the blame and onus upon us, that we had sneaked into this place, which was clearly not true. So, there was huge negligence on the part of the BDR, and I suspect they needed some sort of a diversionary tactic to cover up for their omission.
Did your bail application and the court proceedings go through smoothly
Yes, everyone was very cooperative. I was also granted permission to travel abroad. I am scheduled for an exclusive photo shoot with Nelson Mandela, and there are other important assignments that I wouldn’t like to miss, yes, things went very well. Most Kurigram lawyers and journalists were there. They rallied around me.
If you were not who you are, what could have happened?
Possibly, the worst. The BDR men themselves told me that I’d done a very wise thing by walking up to them, not attempting to run, or doing anything silly. They said, they were scared to go to these places. That, sometimes, criminals take shelter from the police by going to these regions because they know that the police is scared of venturing there. So, by all concerned it was known to be dangerous territory. That there was a huge amount of harassment, they themselves felt harassed, and certainly ordinary people were harassed, but what they kept coming back to everytime was, you’d probably have been dead.
You saw the fence built by the Indian government at close quarters — probably closer than you had planned (laughter, audible) –? I’d like to know what you think of that.
I have been to many countries. I have seen many borders. I know of the Palestinian border, but outside of that this is certainly the most imposing, dominating, scary, border post that I have come across. I’ve gone across the Germany-Poland border, where you’ve had surveillance equipment, you’ve had people with night shooting guns, but in none of those situations have I seen anything that looks as scary as this particular fence. The fact that we are neighbouring countries, the fact that we are meant to have a friendly relationship, is no way signified by the presence of a physical entity of this sort.
One of the things that also worries me is that there are many people who have friends, relatives, very close ones across the border, they have to travel one day to get to Rajshahi, apply for a visa a month in advance, the costs, the time, the preparation, all of the things that need to be done merely to be able to go across to visit a near one, simply cannot be condoned.
Considering that India has played such an important role in the liberation of Bangladesh, one would have expected a very, very different relationship between these two countries. Considering that we call ourselves members of Saarc, we’d expect far more cordial relations between ourselves. The fence, the fact that the BSF is so trigger-happy, the fact that 52 Bangladeshis have been gunned down in the last 6 months, the fact that it is a zone of terror for local people and for our BDR, speaks volumes of what it should not be about.
How high is the fence?
The gate itself, I’m trying to remember now, large black gates, double gates, about ten feet tall, 20 feet wide, I think. But the fence, the barbed wire extends above that, [what, it extends above the gate?] well, not above the gate itself, but it’s higher than the gate, stretching on both sides, as far as the eye can see.
It’s still quite early, but how do you look back at the incident?
That’s a big question. My first concern is that I have to finish my story so I have to work. The story is incomplete, it needs to be told, not only the Brahmaputra story, but given this situation, the border story. I think it becomes even more important today, knowing what I do now, that we question the structures that makes such a situation possible. But, before anything else, I need to thank the many, many people who have done so much for me over this period of time.
And again, I reflect upon this in a different way. Obviously, I am happy that I am out of danger. But I also reflect upon two issues, one, the fact that while I was detained and later released by India, I have actually been arrested by my own country in the course of doing what happens to be my duty, what is in the public interest. I also think it is important to reflect on the fact that at a political level, at an official level, there are these huge differences between our nations, but at a human level, at a personal level, there exists huge camaraderie. Some of the people who did the most in getting me released were my colleagues, my journalist friends across the border in India, and of course, Mahasweta Devi. She had, as you know, inaugurated ChobiMela V, so, in a way this reflects how we as professionals, as artists, as individuals, have this camaraderie, have this openness, have this mutual respect, have this pull toward each other, which does not seem to be reflected by the people who govern our nations.
Thank you very much.
Published in New Age on 22nd June 2009
Video on Channel 4

Published inBangladeshGlobal Issues


  1. Dear Dr. Shahidul. I was both relieved and glad to have gotten your email some weeks ago. I’ve only just been able to read this blog post and my, what a story. Years of experience and knowledge, aided by the good people around you is probably what saved you. I often think if things would have been much different if it was me in that situation? I am glad you are well and have since been travelling on assignment.
    The border story definitely needs to be told. I think perhaps this whole situation happened only because something wanted to get your attention on what was happening over on the border. I look forward to seeing the project happen. Do keep me posted on the Bhramaputra project as well. I’d love to have it shared in Kuala Lumpur. Will do whatever I can to help make that happen.
    Till the next time, take care and be safe, Dr.

  2. Jon Husband Jon Husband

    Sounds like you measured your situation in a flash, and paying the foreign-connected photographer card was key. Eye-opening that without that, there’s a good chance you’d be injured or dead.
    Glad you’re not, and glad there are people like you to do this kind of “work”.

  3. Shyam kumar Shyam kumar

    Dear Dr.Shahidul,
    I am glad that you could safely come out of that situation.
    Your ‘experience’ makes interesting reading and gives us some information about teritorries not normally visited by common people.
    I would like to make some comments about the ‘fence’ and ‘killings’ by BSF. Before that I must also mention that personally I too feel there should not be any fence or wall between two friendly countries.
    But…look at this from India’s point of view. Every year Indian High Commission issues approximately half a million visas to Bangladeshis. On an average 25000 never return. In 2008 the number crossed 25000 in first three quarters. Now that’s the official statistics of people who cross the border by legal means and then stay over illegally. A much larger number crosses the border illegally every year to settle in India or travel further to other countries. I request you to travel to villages of some border districts of West Bengal(Malda, Murshidabad, South 24 Parganas), Assam (most places) and Bihar ( Purnea, Katihar, Kishanganj) to see with your own eyes (and camera) how large population of Bangladeshis have settled there. Please do not think only Hindus are migrating..for last 15 years or so Muslim migrants probably outnumbered Hindus. You will be able to recognize them from their accent which is very different from the locals. It will not be so easy to detect them in Assam as the accents of pre 1950 Bengali migrants and that of the newcomers are not very different. India may be an emerging economy but there is no shortage of unskilled labour force and unemployment is a huge problem.
    So what is the option left with India other than fencing the border in order to stop an unending flow of people from Bangladesh. Isn’t Bangladesh pushing back Rohingiyas. US did the same thing to stop the flow of Mexicans (and other latin Americans). India has accommodated huge number of Bangladeshis temporariliy (during war of liberation of Bangladesh) and permanently (since 1947). It’s a pressure on the economy.
    About shooting of ‘innocent’ Bangladeshis by ‘trigger happy’ BSF, we keep reading the horror stories in Dhaka newspapers (and exactly the opposite in kolkata newspapers). Generally the victims are ‘cattle traders’ who cross the border with their merchandise at well past midnight when the archvillain BSF fires at them.
    Nobody asks simple questions like ‘has open border trade become legal so that one can buy cattle from India and return’ or when the border check-posts close at 6 PM everywhere, what the innocent cattle traders were doing at midnight (generally most shootings take place around that time) ? I am not justifying any ‘killing’ because I am a pacifist. No killing can be justified whether it’s by BSF or BDR or by RAB. But as a journalist one should look at both sides of the story. If you visit border villages in India side you will hear that these ‘innocent cattle traders’ from across the border are Dacoits & robbers who regularly steal their cattle.
    Dr.Shahidul, as you travel all over the world , it will not be a bad idea to make a trip to bordering districts in Indian side (albeit with official permission) and make the story complete in real sense.

  4. Leon Suen Leon Suen

    Dear Shahidul,
    long time to no see. Felt relieved after reading this blog post. You still have the wits and courages to accomplish the tasks that you have chosen for yourself and your nation, and perhaps to all mankind. No doubts that there are always friends to support you in time of joy, pain and danger. Take good care of yourself and glad to read news about you.

  5. slsmhu slsmhu

    July 19, 2009
    Dear Dr. Shahidul Alam,
    What a save! Thank God that you could connect with people back home who drummed-up support for your early release. I was listening to BBC-Bangla evening news on that day when BBC reported about your arrest at the hand of the BSF.
    I read each and every line and words with care. You have done justice to the profession you belong (photo-journalist) by exposing in words about what a life could have been for a commoner if he/she is around the Indo-Bangladesh border (injured or dead!).
    Btw, do you remember our near-fatal save in F-28 flight from Chittagong to Dhaka when the pilot aborted the take-off, sometimes in December 1984 morning time? I do also remember our spending a few hours at Patenga beach when we were told that the replacement aircraft will come in the afternoon time. We were on our way back from Cox’s Bazar h/m trip!
    I am looking forward to see your ‘Brahmaputra project’.
    ~slsmhu (Hafiz)

  6. Asif Munier, Bangladesh Asif Munier, Bangladesh

    Few comments to a comment (Mr. Shyam Kumar), and also on the incident. It is easy to be judgemental about a severe situation, unless one has been in those circumstances. Just imagine yourself faced with security personnel (of any country) near a border area (any border in the world) and feeling to be on the border line of life and death. Shahidul bhai, you handled it very well, I must say..perhaps your global experience and mingling with photogrpahers in all sorts of situations gave you the courage and wit to deal with it the way you did.
    Mr. Kumar – you seem to have done your home work about the places and figures of where how many ‘Bangladeshis’ are in India. But perhaps little more of that home work is needed to drive at any conclusion – the history of our region for at least a few hundred years. What you wrote about Bangladeshis going to India almost sounds like xenophobia. But just think about it, how and why so many (how many? how can you be sure of these numbers? How can you be sure there is an undending flow? what proof?) from this part go to that part – only to exploit your resources? Don’t you know that ‘Bengalis’ (and not just Bangladeshis) have a history of migration within Bengal, East and West? Don’t you think that they, you, I – we may have had (or still have) our ancestors from either side of Bengal? You need to check up on the history of this region, nt only since 1947 but beyond. Pushing back Rohingyas – only a handful and not always, while streams of Rohingyas still keep coming in. There is a large settlement of Rohingya refugees in Bangladesh since the 1990s. There are large settlement of Bihari population who came before and after 1971. They all co-exist. I am sure lot of the people who migrated to Assam or Bihar from the Easter side of Bengal also co-exist peacefully, by and large.
    About BSF – Shahidul bhai also explained what BDR was trying to do/did on the Bangladesh side, so I don’t understand why you were so edgy about his comments on BSF. I personally feel and I know I share that feeling with a lot of ‘civilian’ citizens in many countries that while we depend a lot on the armed forces for protecting the sovereignity of our countries, they also can be corrupt, they also abuse their power and deny our human rights as a citizen. But of course, it is difficult to generalise.
    All the best to all media professionals around the world, in taking risks and coming thru.
    – Asif

  7. Shyam Kumar Shyam Kumar

    Dear Mr.Asif Munier,
    I am not harbouring any negative feeling about Bangladeshis at all. But as you rightly observed I have done my homework well. Also I have travelled quite extensively in those parts of India I mentioned. I am also not denying the fact that India has been a host to migrants from many of it’s neighbouring countries including Bangladesh. Similarly large number of Indians also migrated willingly to Srilanka, Malayesia, Singapore, Myanmar or as slave labourers to W.Indies, Fiji,mauritius, Africa during last two centuries. They became citizens of those country. That’s all history.
    But today Bangladesh will not allow Indians or others to cross the border illegally (that’s why the BDR exists)and the same is true for India. Since the 2800Km long border cannot be guarded 24 hours, what is the alternative of Fencing and if India puts up fence inside it’s own teritorry, why it should cause heartburn to anyone ? No country would be willing to accept illigal immigrants to enter it’s teritorry. I reiterate my view that border fences should not be there under normal circumstances but tell me what Bangladesh would have done had the situation been exactly reverse.
    I also do not entirely agree with you that the Bihari (Urdu/Hindi speaking erstwhile East-Pakistanis and their descendants) co-exist peacefully with Bangladeshis.
    I have seen the camps where they live their sequestered life. Both Rohingiyas and ‘Stranded’ Biharis do not get the same treatment as a common Bangladeshi citizen enjoys. But I have no right to comment on that. You may have reasons to treat them like that. I can only say people who have migrated to India from Bangladesh got assimilated in the society and are not discriminated against. You are right in saying that they co-exist peacefully in Assam or Chattisgarh or Bihar or Andamans, not to mention about West Bengal where migrants may outnumber original inhabitants. But with a population of 1200 million plus we cannot afford to have an open border policy.

  8. Mun Parbeen Mun Parbeen

    Mr Kumar,
    People who migrate across borders ‘legally’ are always assimilated in the society and not ‘officially’ discriminated against.
    Off the record its a different matter, which i am sure i know. People are discriminated because of the clothing they wear, the accents they carry etc and the picture is the same in India, Bangladesh as well as the rest of the global world.
    Rohingyas who have fled their land across the border for safety into Bangladesh have not ‘legally’ migrated to the country. This status of the stranded Bihari’s were very much the same until recently — to point out that they do not enjoy the same rights as the common Bangladeshi citizens is right — they don’t enjoy equal rights because they ARE NOT Bangladeshi citizens. (the status of Biharis have changed very recently)
    So i don’t understand what point you are trying to make? Explain again, please?
    You sound like you are trying to flag the high moral ground here suggesting India doesn’t harbour any ill feelings to anything…except that we do perhaps?
    Actually, India has its own problems…….only today there are reports in the international media as to how it played a big hand in the fight of LTTE in Sri Lanka…..talking about rights is one thing…but poking one’s nose inside another country’s borders is another matter altogether…so you see, Sometimes — its a matter of which side of the border you are on.
    Thanks for your time.

  9. Durgadas Bhattacharya Durgadas Bhattacharya

    To me it appears obverse & reverse of a coin. But why did Dr. Alam tried to cross at a place where there was no check post or there was no procedure for official crossing.
    I had been to BD border areas with official permission & I crossed legally by air.
    There is a proverb that “All is well that ends well”. I am happy that the matter ended in a happy note.

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