Act of Terrorism

Taliban Amma and Abba lived together in a small hut in Sara Rogha area of South Waziristan in Pakistan border with Afghanistan. Amma was two month pregnant, while Abba was a well renowned Smuggler. Abba lost his job recently when Russian MNC closed their export house. And American companies acquired them. Since Amma was pregnant, and Buzkasi was on the verge of becoming an extinct, Abba started looking out. As there was no internet and thus no Monster or dice jobs available. Abba went to the local recruiter looking for a pleasure filled job. The local recruiter on hearing abba’s requirement suggested him the only available job, the job of a terrorist. Abba without any thought and will to go to heaven to devour thousand and thousands of virgin beauties, took the job. He became Jihadi. His only Jihad was to go to Jannat. He went for a six month Crash course, where most of the Pakistan army officers were earning part time by giving trainings.

By the time he came back, I was eight month old in the womb. Can hear most of the conversations and could very well remember my last birth incidents. Yes I was reincarnated as a child to Amma and Abba. I was a friend to Abba in my last birth. I was also one of the thousands who got influenced by the Jihadi talks of the Baitullah Mehsud. The bastard, it seems had no knowledge of the Islam. Like a HR manager he lured us into the suicide, without giving us a clear picture of the industry, the corruption and the motives behind the organization. I end up killing 100 Americans few Afghanis’s and couple of Indian reporters. I still remember the day, when Americans surrounded us, and when we went through the royal treatment of British and Americans. They took us to a small place in Cuba. The bay was called Guantanamo Bay detention camp. And we were the special ones whom they also took to a special interrogation centres. The thought of the centre sent shudders to me and I start kicking Amma. Amma on realising I am bit impatient slapped hard on her uterus. I went to sleep.

Early next morning (March 2, 2009). I woke up, and fresh like yet to be born baby. Abba was talking about going to India, it seem he got his first posting. And that also mean I will not be able to see him, once I come out. All of a sudden it seems there was a lot of chaos outside. I can make out the sound of Shells. Some fighter planes were hovering in the sky. And they were busy bombarding the locality. Allah this is not heaven, neither had I got all those virgins, nor did I have all those promises meant for Jihadi’s. Where art thou!!

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