Imagine three people standing in the crowded New York airport. Dr. Muhammad Yunus moves forward—diplomatic papers in one hand, the warm greetings of foreign well-wishers in the other. Behind him stand two leaders of the NCP. But suddenly their hands seem to slip away, Yunus Sahib walks away alone, and the two leaders remain standing amidst the emptiness. No one looks at them, their voices drift away in the echoes of the skyscrapers.

This scene is not only of New York airport—it is a metaphor, a reflection of a future fear. Those leaders who risked their lives during the July Revolution have today entrusted the responsibility of the country to Dr. Muhammad Yunus. Their dream was—after signing the "July Charter," he would organize a referendum, then there would be a Constituent Assembly election, and under that new constitution there would be a national election. Thus the revolutionaries would gain immunity, and return to the people a new Bangladesh.

But history tells us, once the taste of power gathers in a vessel, many hesitate to let go of its sweetness. Dr. Yunus too chooses that path—that is, instead of giving the revolution its legal foundation, he directly announces elections next February. By this decision, the July fighters will have no way to survive. They will be abandoned soldiers, whose names will remain in the slogans of barricades, but whose fate will hang in dark abysses.

Here the metaphor returns once more. Just as in New York he walked away alone leaving two leaders exposed to fire, in the same way he will abandon the warriors of the July Revolution to the ocean of uncertainty. If the man once “placed at the highest peak of greatness” does not stand beside them, then the harvest of the revolution will wither prematurely.

This report seems like a chapter of a novel—where the characters are real, but the scenes are metaphors. New York’s airport becomes a stage of betrayal, the July Revolution becomes an unfinished poem, and Dr. Muhammad Yunus becomes that character who may either give the story a heroic ending, or leave behind the eternal sorrow of incompleteness.

Today two paths of character are open before Dr. Muhammad Yunus. If he chooses, he can be that hero who lights the lamp of a new constitution and fulfills the dreams of the revolutionaries, who grants immunity to the warriors of history. Or he can be that man who, lost in his own diplomatic grandeur and intoxication of power, walks away alone, leaving behind the black scars of incompleteness.

History is cruel indeed. Just as in New York the two NCP leaders stood in the darkness of neglect, so too if that shadow descends upon the fate of the July Revolution’s warriors, then their sacrifices, their blood, and their dreams will be extinguished in silence.

This is why today’s question stands: Will the July Revolution truly attain glory in the light of fulfillment, or will it, like the scene of New York airport, turn into an abandoned spectacle—where leaders are cast away from light and left to stand in solitary darkness? They will be persecuted, or hang upon the gallows…