Fazlul Karim (lawyer) - Early Life

Early Life

Fazlul Karim was born in the village of Harbang of Chakaria Upazila in the district of Cox's Bazar on 14 September 1905. He has passed his Matriculation with science from Chittagong Govt. Muslim High School and Intermediate from Chittagong College. He has completed his B.A., and B.L. from Presidency College, Kolkata, then under the University of Calcutta in 1923 and 1925 and started his career as a lawyer at Calcutta Judges Court as junior Lawyer of Barrister Huseyn Shaheed Suhrawardy who used to appoint him to deal his civil cases in the lower courts. He found hid practice as a junior lawyer so lucrative that he refused to become a Munsif when he was offered a post by the Lieutenant Governor. After completion of his B.A exams he joined the Writers' Building (from 1923 to 1926) as the infamous Police Commissioner Sir Charles Augustus Tegart’s Bengali Translator; as he was fluent in Both Urdua and Bangla, he had to translate news from vernacular newspapers for Sir Tegart and Colonel Simpson’s perusal. Neither suspected that he was sympathetic of Netaji Subhas Chandra Bose. Colonel Simpson was killed in a daring attack on Writers' Building by Bengali Militants. He was present in that particular room. The two militants did not harm him. But Sir Tagert managed to escape and mount an assault on the militants who tried to commit suicide. He was also accompanying Sir Charles Augustus Tegart when Gopinath Saha was trying to assassinate him on January 12, 1924 at Chowringhee Street in Calcutta. Later he returned to Cox's Bazar completing his survey course from Savar, Dhaka and started his practice in Cox's Bazar Judges Court. He had much interest in historical legal cases. He observed the entire case of Bhawal Raja staying at Dhaka.

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