The story is a superhuman!

September 1971. The freedom fighters of Bengali Apamar are fighting against the Pakistani invaders. Now the war is not just resistance. Now release resistance as well as the enemy. A company in the sector of the eight sector is fighting at that time in Jessore. A stable army patrol of this company has been kept in Goalhati village. The captain has been working for a long time, a 36-year-old man working in the Pakistan army, who is himself a fortress! Pakistan is watching only four soldiers in the Ghutti Ghat. Where the Bengali Murara has been assembled together with a large number of males

On 5th of September 1971, at 9:30 in the morning, the captain of the stationary patrol, Lansyanek Nur Mohammad, was keeping an eye on the movement of Pakistanis. But what a brutal game of fate, Pakistanis got their position, they found their position. The Pakistanis started the planned attack from three sides. Nur Mohammad wondered what to do. In his hand, only four soldiers and weapons were said to be a light machine gun in the hands of the sepoy Nannu Mia and the rifle in every hand. It is impossible to stop the Pakistani army equipped with modern weapons in a modern way. To survive, he has to retreat. It may be possible to go to the camp and attack can be on the enemy. But the enemy will know their position, so many more freedom fighters will die. Can this work ever be done in my life?

Thinking of all this, suddenly the bullets started coming from three sides to the equator. Initially, the body of Sepoy Nannu Mia was fluttering in the bullet. Nannu Mia was injured. Wounded Nannu Mia's body gave the strength of a god in Nur Mohammad's body. With one hand, Nannu Mia on her shoulder and on the other hand, she started throwing stones at Nannu Mia's machine gun. The Pakistani guns were shocked for a while. On this occasion, Nur Mohammad took shelter with Nannu Mia from behind the trees. Now Nur Mohammad thought it was necessary to attack some planning. This may put an enemy on hold for a little more time. Nur Mohammad Nannu Mia fired the machine gunata for a few minutes from the hide behind a tree, and then went on fast behind other trees. Fire from there again. Seeing this, the Pakistani machine guns have reduced the flame. They think, the Bengali soldiers are not less here. And their arms were very strong, and at this time, Nur Mohammad was injured in Nannu Mia and the others were on a safe shelter. A treacherous mortar shell came in front of Noor Mohammed to go away.

The splinter was broken by the knot Nur Mohammed A big wound on the shoulder He fell on the ground. The soil was soaked in blood. Nur Mohammad knew the death was coming. The soldier called Mustafa Kamal and said, "If anything happens to me, you will be the captain of this army patrol. Take back the wounded Nannu Mia. "By this itself, Mustafa Kamal took his own LMG Mustafa Kamal and took the SLRTA of Mustafa Kamal. Then again he said, 'I will run a rifle from here, you will be safe in the other side. As long as I'm alive, I'll keep an eye on the enemy. You go, report to the camp. '

Now Mustafa Kemal says.

• But how do you leave me in this situation?
  No, you go. You have to live. This country will have to be liberated. And I will not go, I can not go. Everyone will have to die when everyone goes. You have to live for the country. Now go. This is my order.

His blood could not be ignored by the rest of the others. Everyone went slowly to safer shelters. Nur Mohammad remained lonely. A little SLR in the hand Some of the leopards are shooting a fearless smile on the lip. The Pakistanis are stunned. This is an unequal battle. Little SLR war with numerous modern weapons. This war can be done only by the heart. So the remaining soldiers of Noor Mohammed kept the Pakistani soldiers away from the eye till they were blind, and in spite of being frustrated. The body gradually became dull. Can not take charge of SLR again. The hands are not getting any strength. He went to sleep constantly.

After an hour, the freedom fighters attacked the enemy with a planned plan. All the resistance of the brave children of Bangla mother's brave children started flying like a straw. The Pakistanis, called the world's second best soldier, ran away from fear. After the area was liberated, the beloved colleagues were looking for their beloved Nur Mohammad. But where is he? Can not find anywhere. The colleagues thought that the wounded Nur Mohammad was picked up by Pakistanis. After a long time, Lynnayek Nur Mohammad's body was found in a bush. The Pakistani hainara did not get anybody and because of their widespread loss due to them, all outrage has shown on the frozen bodies of Noor Mohammad. The bayonet sprayed the whole body. Even when the hainas did not fill their minds, they were uprooted by rage. Two eyes of this Bengal tiger were shining.

Within a few months Bangladesh is independent. In the Gazette of Independent Government, Nur Mohammad awarded the Birshreshtha title to the highest honor of heroism in the war of independence. I was talking about my own favorite superhero Bir Shrestha Nur Mohammad Sheikh. Today is September 5th. Nur Mohammad Sheikh's death anniversary is the best child of this nation. Bir Sreshtha Nur Mohammad reminds me repeatedly that if there is infinite courage and love in the heart, it can be won, death can be won by laughter and laughing.