1971-12-09
By Sydney H. Schanberg
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JESSORE, PAKISTAN, December 8.-The Bengalis danced on
the roofs of buses. They shouted independence slogans in
the streets. They embraced, they cheered. they reached
out in spontaneous emotion to clasp the hands of
visitors from other lands.
For Bengalis, today was "liberation day" in Jessore-the
strategic city in East Pakistan that for eight months,
until yesterday, had been under the control of West
Pakistani troops, who had come last spring to put down
the Bengali rebellion.
The "liberators" are Indian troops. They are almost as
happy as the Bengali secessionists whom India supports,
but they did not have much time today to stop and
celebrate as they continued to chase the retreating West
Pakistani forces southeast toward Khulna.
The Indians, too, waved and smiled and posed for
pictures from the tops of their armored personnel
carriers and tanks while they waited, four miles from
Jessore, for orders to move farther down to the Khulna
road .
"They are fleeing in panic," an infantry captain of the
Seventh Punjab Regiment said of the Pakistani troops.
"They've got good equipment and defenses, but their
morale is in their boots."
Most of the Indian troops are as different from the
Bengalis as the predominantly Punjabi troops from West
Pakistan were because the Indian soldiers are also
heavily Punjab But cultural gaps between the Bengali
secessionists and their Indian backers have been
temporarily erased.
The jubilant Bengalis have pitched in to sustain the
Indian drive by working with Indian troops to throw
pontoon bridges across rivers whose permanent bridges
are being blown up by the Pakistanis as they pull back,
A major bridge has been expertly demolished on the main
road from the Indian border to Jessore, which is 23
miles inside East Pakistan. Five of the six spans of the
steel and concrete bridge lie in the Kabathani River, as
does the railway bridge 200 yards downstream.
The Pakistanis blew these bridges two nights ago as they
retreated to Jessore.
The scene today at the site, which is the town of
Jhingergacha nine miles from Jessore, looked like a
cross between a bucket brigade and the building of the
pyramids.
On the muddy bank below the blown road bridge, hundreds
of Bengalis in long rows passed logs down the line to be
laid as planking for the approaches to a new pontoon
bridge. As they worked in machine-like precision, brawny
troops from the army engineers inflated huge pontoons
with a compressor, carried them through knee-deep muck
to the water and then began placing: the aluminum spans
across them. In four hours, the bridge was finished.
Everyone seemed unusually happy-the Indian troops, the
Bengali workers and even the sidewalk superintendents.
Joyous reunions were taking place in the town of
Jhingergacha between friends and, relatives who had fled
at different times and in different directions to escape
the Pakistani Army and are now slowly returning. Some
had gone to refugee camps in India, others into hiding
in villages in the interior of East Pakistan.
This correspondent also had a reunion standing on the
one intact span of the old bridge. "You remember me?" a
voice asked in English. I did. He was Lieut. Akhtar
Uzzaman, a 25-year-old commander of a company of the
Mukti Bahini (Liberation Forces)-the Bengali insurgents.
Lieutenant Akhtar had first turned up in an enclave held
by the guerrillas southwest of Jessore a month ago. He
said then that it would take the Mukti Bahini at least
two years to win the independence struggle. "That was if
we fought alone," he said today. "Now we have heavy
help."