The days were pure chaos. Protests were erupting everywhere, and as the digital chief reporter, I had no choice but to keep my eyes glued to my computer screen or my cellphone, constantly scanning social media for updates
The Daily Star Editor Mahfuz Anam's appeal to the ‘new generation leaders’
It was a clear moonlit night. There was a slight breeze. An eerie quiet blanketed the streets.
It was Monday, August 5, at exactly 10:46 in the morning when my phone rang. On the other end was a student from Jahangirnagar University, his voice trembling with fear and urgency.
A child steps onto the street from an alley -- only to be shot dead in an instant. A college student lies lifeless in a pool of blood at a city hospital, his phone vibrating with calls from “Maa”. And a “laasher michhil” (procession of bodies) on the streets of Dhaka.
