What percentage of Bangladesh’s population is even thinking rationally right now? Today marks the start of an investment summit, yet in the midst of wild euphoria, mobs are vandalizing KFC, looting BATA, and flooding the streets with Coca-Cola. Is this the environment that will attract foreign investors? Maybe—if money could grow wings.
What have we done? We’ve diminished the stature of Nobel laureate Dr. Yunus and tarnished our nation’s dignity. Let’s be honest: even if all 180 million Bangladeshis sacrificed their lives for Palestine, Israel’s brutal campaign would not end. Our true protest lies in our heartfelt disdain for injustice and our prayers to God. But instead, we’ve chosen chaos—vandalism, looting, and disruption, only to sabotage our own future.
Religious fervour cannot mask reality. Many have protested peacefully and respectfully—they deserve applause. But those who resorted to destruction and lawlessness? Who did they really harm? Boycotts are personal choices, not national mandates. After all, even banning cigarettes hasn’t been feasible. So who gains when threats and slogans replace reason?
God sees the heart. The people of Palestine firmly believe God is enough for them. From thousands of miles away, we imagine we’re helping by flipping the script—while Arab nations closer to the conflict remain largely silent. That hypocrisy is worth analyzing. All forms of genocide and barbarity must be condemned. But we had the chance to respond with restraint and maturity—and we failed.
So what came out of it? Another negative image of Bangladesh was broadcast to the world, this time under the name of “righteous protest.” Ironically, those leading the charge have nothing to lose. It’s the state that pays the price—in global reputation, in lost aid, in missed investment. Those who run on public donations may never grasp this reality. They speak in lofty rhetoric, but give them a mic and they’ll empty their minds!
Would you be surprised if Bangladesh ends up becoming a second Palestine? I wouldn’t. In Palestine, you won’t find a single person speaking against their own country. Yet in Bangladesh, about 30–40% would gladly betray national interests for foreign ideologies. The so-called “Islamic awakening” now looks more like chaotic theatre. This is the age of missiles—no one wins with sticks and stones. You can’t fight fighter jets with bamboo and slogans.
Instead of focused, meaningful action, we’ve looted stores selling Jewish products and convinced ourselves we’ve defeated Israel in our dreams. Religious misinterpretation has plunged the nation into delusion.
Today, many corners of Bangladesh witnessed violence in the name of protest. Foreign investors will now visit, take notes like tourists, and leave—unlikely to return with any confidence. Business isn’t built on broken glass and burned buildings. The mob has set the stage, and the consequences are ours to bear.
Dr. Yunus once symbolized hope—his charisma offered a glimpse of a brighter future. But we’ve managed to dim even that light. As a nation, perhaps we’ve never truly been good, civil, or visionary. Our dreams and our realities are oceans apart. And for that, much of the blame lies with the frenzied masses, driven more by passion than principle.
