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Blood and Flesh Scattered Inside Class Three’s Room

Mustakim Nibir
  • Update Time : 02:43:49 pm, Monday, 21 July 2025
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On Monday, a training aircraft of the Bangladesh Air Force lost control and crashed into the building of Milestone School and College in Diabari, Dhaka. The death toll continues to rise.

 

The crash was first witnessed by student Nazmul Sakib, who was on traffic duty. He shared,

 

> “I immediately informed the fire service, but even though they were just 200 yards away, it took them nearly an hour to arrive. By then, the army and we had already begun the rescue. When we entered the building, we found that all the children in the Class Three room had been burned to ashes. The smell of burning flesh was unbearable. In the next rooms—Class Four and Five—the surviving children cried, saying, ‘Brother, don’t touch us, we are dying.’ I saw flesh peeling off their bodies. I couldn’t understand whether I was holding a human or just meat.”

 

 

On-site, the scene was one of devastation. Tania, the mother of Umme Maryam Afiya—a third-grade student—searched with dazed eyes for her daughter’s body. Afiya’s aunt Nasima cried out,

 

> “Afiya didn’t survive, did she? Please, at least give us a part of her body so we can take her home.”

 

 

Bangladesh has never before witnessed such a horrifying tragedy—where the remains of children barely old enough to speak are nowhere to be found.

 

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Blood and Flesh Scattered Inside Class Three’s Room

Update Time : 02:43:49 pm, Monday, 21 July 2025

On Monday, a training aircraft of the Bangladesh Air Force lost control and crashed into the building of Milestone School and College in Diabari, Dhaka. The death toll continues to rise.

 

The crash was first witnessed by student Nazmul Sakib, who was on traffic duty. He shared,

 

> “I immediately informed the fire service, but even though they were just 200 yards away, it took them nearly an hour to arrive. By then, the army and we had already begun the rescue. When we entered the building, we found that all the children in the Class Three room had been burned to ashes. The smell of burning flesh was unbearable. In the next rooms—Class Four and Five—the surviving children cried, saying, ‘Brother, don’t touch us, we are dying.’ I saw flesh peeling off their bodies. I couldn’t understand whether I was holding a human or just meat.”

 

 

On-site, the scene was one of devastation. Tania, the mother of Umme Maryam Afiya—a third-grade student—searched with dazed eyes for her daughter’s body. Afiya’s aunt Nasima cried out,

 

> “Afiya didn’t survive, did she? Please, at least give us a part of her body so we can take her home.”

 

 

Bangladesh has never before witnessed such a horrifying tragedy—where the remains of children barely old enough to speak are nowhere to be found.