Dawood Ibrahim
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I was walking down the streets of our city, when I heard the sounds of giggling coming from a gully nearby, “Who is that?” I asked. “Come out and let me see you!” “You won’t recognise me!” said the voice, “I have so many different forms!”
“I heard you giggle, what were you giggling about?” “We are so happy with your Prime Minister!” said the invisible voice, “We love him traveling from country to country, telling world leaders terrorism is our biggest enemy!”
“Isn’t that the truth?” I asked angrily. “What’s wrong with his statement?” “It helps us!” chuckled the voice, and I swear I heard other similar sounding voices laughing along with it. “How does it help you?” I asked getting even more angry at them, for making fun of our beloved globetrotting PM.
“Because after he says that, people stop looking for us, people stop fighting us, or trying to weed us out! We are no more a threat because he says we are not one anymore!” “And who are you?” I asked.
“Corruption!” said the voice, “till yesterday we were the biggest threat to the nation. Your prime minister came to power to weed us out, but we are so powerful it looks like we have won the battle, and now he tries to only talk about terrorism! Once he found corruption everywhere, in government offices, with the police, with ministers, in scams. Now he finds terrorism all over, in universities, in his home state, in Kashmir!”
“You can’t say such things!” I protested. “Well you asked us why we giggled!” said the voice of corruption as a thousand, nay million other similar sounding voices laughed along. “So I’m just giving you a reply!” “Terrorism is on the rise!” I said stubbornly.
“Terrorism is dramatic! Twenty people dead and the world is aghast! Whereas we have millions in your nation addicted to us, in a grip you all cannot get out of, and nothing is being done about it! Oh we are happy alright! Look over there..”
I looked and saw the disease; the addiction called corruption entwining itself around all and sundry. I saw it snake around the shoulders of ministers, spouting greed out of the mouths of government officials, fistfuls of money in the hands of judges and policemen. It was worse than the drug addiction depicted in the film that had become a controversy.
It was the enemy. “Terrorism is a handy tool to use!” laughed the voice, “It gets people scared. It makes citizens define patriotism. It is meant to terrify, and all governments use it well, while we escape!”
Somewhere in Africa, or was it Germany, or France the prime minister got up from his seat on the dais and faced the audience, “Our biggest enemy,” he said, “Is terrorism..!” Corruption and all its friends in that same gully I was walking near, giggled, then chuckled, then guffawed as I put my head down in shame and walked away..!
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“I heard you giggle, what were you giggling about?” “We are so happy with your Prime Minister!” said the invisible voice, “We love him traveling from country to country, telling world leaders terrorism is our biggest enemy!”
“Isn’t that the truth?” I asked angrily. “What’s wrong with his statement?” “It helps us!” chuckled the voice, and I swear I heard other similar sounding voices laughing along with it. “How does it help you?” I asked getting even more angry at them, for making fun of our beloved globetrotting PM.
“Because after he says that, people stop looking for us, people stop fighting us, or trying to weed us out! We are no more a threat because he says we are not one anymore!” “And who are you?” I asked.
“Corruption!” said the voice, “till yesterday we were the biggest threat to the nation. Your prime minister came to power to weed us out, but we are so powerful it looks like we have won the battle, and now he tries to only talk about terrorism! Once he found corruption everywhere, in government offices, with the police, with ministers, in scams. Now he finds terrorism all over, in universities, in his home state, in Kashmir!”
“You can’t say such things!” I protested. “Well you asked us why we giggled!” said the voice of corruption as a thousand, nay million other similar sounding voices laughed along. “So I’m just giving you a reply!” “Terrorism is on the rise!” I said stubbornly.
“Terrorism is dramatic! Twenty people dead and the world is aghast! Whereas we have millions in your nation addicted to us, in a grip you all cannot get out of, and nothing is being done about it! Oh we are happy alright! Look over there..”
I looked and saw the disease; the addiction called corruption entwining itself around all and sundry. I saw it snake around the shoulders of ministers, spouting greed out of the mouths of government officials, fistfuls of money in the hands of judges and policemen. It was worse than the drug addiction depicted in the film that had become a controversy.
It was the enemy. “Terrorism is a handy tool to use!” laughed the voice, “It gets people scared. It makes citizens define patriotism. It is meant to terrify, and all governments use it well, while we escape!”
Somewhere in Africa, or was it Germany, or France the prime minister got up from his seat on the dais and faced the audience, “Our biggest enemy,” he said, “Is terrorism..!” Corruption and all its friends in that same gully I was walking near, giggled, then chuckled, then guffawed as I put my head down in shame and walked away..!
—Email: bobsbanter@gmail.com
http://pakobserver.net/our-biggest-enemy/
@GreenFalcon @war&peace @Morse_Code @Khafee @Narendra Trump
