Suppose I were India! Meaning thereby that I were head of a secret Indian outfit at the state’s service. Expected to do all sorts of jobs. Dirty as well. National interest being supreme in my eyes. Which of course is determined by the high-ups in either the government in power, or in the hierarchy of those, committed to the goal of Hindu glory. I had already offered the services of Col Srikant Prohit for a mission of highly patriotic dimensions. Dirty though. In technical terms of course. Nothing otherwise is dirty in the cause of India! I have a plan to implement. Bombing of Mumbai by a handful of Lashkar-i-Taiba adventurers. So that Pakistan can be cornered. Put in a tight corner. Blackmailed into submission. This dastardly despicable mission will surely deal a deadly blow to Pakistan’s cause regarding Kashmir. The whole civilized (Western) world is already worried about the footholds the Islamists have gained in Pakistan. This murderous mission that I have been commissioned to carry out on behalf of the ISI-sponsored Lashkar-i-Taiba will raise more eye-brows everywhere across the oceans. What do I do? I pick up ‘ten captives’ from our prisons and interrogation cells. Don’t we have our own Guantanamo Bays? Surely. They all know they are doomed to die in their cells. If they are given some hope, they are surely going to cooperate. They do. One of them is Ajmal Kasab. Our own man! They are trained. Brainwashed. Given hopes of a better future. They all are made to believe they will live. Nine of them eventually don’t. They are dead before they get into action. All action is conducted by our own shooters. They are masked. They kill with calm coolness. Only Ajmal Kasab is supposed to live. To get photographed in action. To get caught early. And to start talking about Farid Kot and Lashkar-i-Taiba. Excellent plan. There is a boat too that brought them to Mumbai. Lashkar-i-Taiba is such a great convenience. Pakistan – you are doomed!
(This Column was first
published on 09-01-2009)
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