Dhaka, Oct. 18 -- It has been twelve years since Obaidul Huq passed into the ages. It has been over a decade since we have missed --- and do miss every day --- his journalism, his literary qualities, indeed the vibrant essence of his personality and the rich tenor of his professionalism.

When you observe men of Huq's caliber and of his generation mingle with the dust, you realize, with that knife-twisting pain in the heart, how poorer off you and your generation are in the absence of such illustrious individuals. I never had a chance of working with Obaidul Huq, of being in his tutelage. By the time I made my wary way into journalism in the early 1980s, Huq was essentially moving on into the placidity of retirement. He had just taken lea...