Jihad Plan of the State Government

“One evening a European traveler in an alien land sought shelter from a native of the land. The native readily offered his all-purpose single room to the stranger. For his benevolence the stranger became apprehensive and in the midst of the night he stealthily looked for the host. He was surprised to see the host in sleep along with his entire family under a tree in the open. The stranger was impressed by the hospitality of the host at the cost of his convenience. In the morning he asked his host who he was. The host told him that he was a Musalman. The stranger immediately converted and became an ardent Musalman” narrated Moulvi Habibullah Kirmani, Imam of one of the Maisuma Masjids to my friend retired DIG J L Pandita and me. He simultaneously told Pandita that B K Dass will not believe it.
I told J L Pandita that Moulvi Sahab did his job of preaching ‘Tableeg’ for the day.
Moulvis darken their eyes with kohl and preach other male members in the audience to make use of it to make themselves more attractive.
Preface written by Zia-ul-Haq to the Book written by Brigadier
Mulik of Pakistan reads:
“The only true religion is Islam. The Heaven is for Muslims only. The
easy road that leads to the Heaven is through Jihad. Jihad is to convert all non believers to the fold of Islam. It can be achieved by;
A. Inducement or by conviction. Try your hard to achieve your end through A, but if failed, resort to B
B. Attack when they are in sleep; burn and rob their property; rob their children and women folk. Share the looted property including children and women folk as Malie-Ganiem equally amongst you.
C. If they ask for truce, allow it. But they shall have not to raise finger against any conversion. Besides, they shall have to pay jazia (tax) for their protection.
These are the words of the holy Koran. Anybody trying to insert or delete or alter even a comma or a minor letter is to be, as per Shariat, stoned to death.
Make copies of the preface and distribute the same amongst non-Muslims.
“Zia-ul-Haq”
Conditional posting of our boys and girls in 2008 in strenuous conditions with none of their parents, relations and social setup around is a mischievous Jahad plan hatched by the State Government under the clause A. 
Since they failed to achieve any result, they resorted to the sub clause B.
It is pertinent to mention that when the police guard guarding the house of the then cabinet minister Altaf Bukhari deserted along with the gun and ammunition, the other day he was joined by three more from his village Pulwama. The then IGP Mr Gillani issued a statement that Pulwama was a militant infested area and the deserted constable along with the three missing boys from the same village might have joined militancy. To one’s surprise Haseem Drabu, the Finance Minister issued a statement that Kashmiri Pundits are welcome and they will be settled in Hawl-Pulwama. 
In response I posted a post that I was not surprised to a German Pilot’s suicidal act when he deliberately struck his plane against a mountain, as I am witness to the act played by the then CM Farooq Abdullah in January 1990, who deliberately ruined the state ruled by him. Now Drabu will place KPs on the ‘vomuen huer’( the brass spoon for offerings to Agnue Kund) and say sua-ha
I pray the Hindu Community to rise to the occasion and not let the Government perform A, B or C of the preface drafted by Zia in accordance to Koran.

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Seh Talaq (Continued)

In our teens Mohammad Sidiq(fake name) from Zaindar Mohalla was one of our playmates. He was from a professional carpenter family. We named him as Sidea Chan. Mohammad Sidiq was a handsome personality with curly hair. He was cute with proportionate height. His voice even while talking was musical, sweet and pleasing to the ear. He was a good singer and an expert harmonium player. His habits were neat and clean. He was mostly dressed in neat and clean three-piece suit or in a pushmina dussa (Pushmina blanket). Two pens in his coat pocket were always discernible to give him the look of a perfect gentleman. 9 to 9:30 AM at College time without fail he was seen standing on the footpath at Kanikadal Crossing. One day one Ghulam Nabi (fake name) went to him and requested him to read a postcard to him. Mohammad Sidiq managed to escape and ran into the cosmetic shop of Hassan Bissati nearby. Ghulam Nabi followed him and requested him to oblige him. Mohammad Sidiq confessed that he had never been to school and did not know how to read and write. It was all Greek to him. Ghulam Nabi said that he knew that he was illiterate and deliberately asked him to read the postcard to him. He asked him not to carry two pens in his pocket as it was an insult to the pen. Mohammad Sidiq politely handed the two pens to Ghulam Nabi as he was directed.
The other day Mohammad Sidiq as usual was in his usual dress but without pen in his pocket at the corner of the footpath. He did not miss a day when he would not see Rohila(fake name) on way to her college. Rohila was a fairy on land. To watch her gait was his passion. He would not whisper even a word. Being one-way traffic, he was contented with 50% success. His devotion and prayer to Cupid bore success. Rohila got conscious. Smile on either side was the ultimate for a long time. Both got married. Both enjoyed a very happy married life. Rohila bore a son to Mohammad Sidiq. God fulfilled all their desires. Life continued peacefully. One day on a trifle Mohammad Sidiq exercised his powers granted by the Shariat Law. He pronounced Seh-Talaq. Rohila went to her parents. All changed for the worst. Mohammad Sidiq expressed his regrets to all his well-wishers. One of his sincere friends was very witty. He promised him amicable solution to the problem. Both went to Moulvi, a common friend for solution to the problem without infringing the Shariat Law. The Moulvi was an authority on Islamic Law. After hearing the problem, in a lighter vein, he asked them to enjoy light refreshment for he had solution to the problem that was a minor one for him. Sidiq obeyed, but was extremely restless. For some time to defuse the problem the Moulvi talked about weather, politics and other issues of no consequence. Abruptly he said: “Mohammad Sidiq get down Koran Sharif to him from the rack in that corner. It is hard bound and in the uppermost rack.” With desirable height, he did not need any ladder for the purpose. He went and brought the heaviest book in the rack and handed it to the Moulvi. The Moulvi pronounced his judgment that the Seh-Talaq, pronounced by Mohammad Sidiq is not valid. It is null and void. He was asked to get down Koran from the rack and he got down a dictionary. The law is not a binding on a person who can’t differentiate between the holy Book and the ordinary book. 
Word was sent to Rohilla. A grand party was arranged to celebrate reunion. Both thanked the Moulvi for his fatwa. Both felt indebted to the friend who managed the right path. The only son got brothers and sisters until the fairy on land got wrinkles on her face. 2012, I was told that Mohammad Sidiq died a premature death. Peace be to his soul.
Brijdass te Girdass chu venen lasiv te basiv.

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Kruer Kharuen

zeith athum 2016

Vindictive is the Nature .

Fiction, but 99.9% close to real situations around the author.

Almost a decade before on a cool evening of November at Jammu, he along with his youngest son visited one of his friends, Bushan. Full moon, cool atmosphere, lush green lawn was inviting for an outdoor sitting. Despite taken unaware without any prior notice, the host managed the show successfully. Carpet was spread in the open lawn and three round pillows ‘Tukiyay’ were placed to add to the grandeur of the natural scene. Two drinks multiplied inhibition with zero. It is said that when holy water goes in the truth comes out. Personality ceases to be duel. Time passed on nicely with relevant and irrelevant gossip. Grim situation was responded with a thunderous laughter and the pleasant one with remorse. Nothing short of ‘zarie asuen’ (Smile of the deaf). With dual purpose, to pass time pleasantly and to convey a message with moral, the host narrated a story that his father used to narrate at specific occasions with specific reason.

Thus goes the story: “Radha Krishan (fake name) was used to listen to complaints against his old father Nand Lal from his wife Radhika. Radha Krishan had a lot of patience and tolerance. Experience had made him an expert trouble shooter without offending any of the two. One day as usual, on his return from his office, Radhika gave an ultimatum. He begged Radhika to bear with him just for a few hours. He assured her end to the nuisance before twilight. He suggested to his father: “Bub nav hakeem chu amuet. Dupan sue chue kuran kuarmauetch. Bue nimovea tumis te tohie guchie ye chaas khutum.(Father, some reputed Hakeem has come in the area. It is said that he does miracles. I will take you to him and he will treat you for your chronic cough.” Nand Lal consented. Primitive days, no transport was available. Radha Krishan carried his father in a conical basket (The basket that is used for collection of tealeaves in Assam tea-fields.) En route, while crossing a bridge, he stopped near the first pillar of the bridge for a while to take rest. His father Nand Lal said: “Go a little ahead to the second pillar.” Radha Krishan said:”I got tired and so wanted to take rest for a little while. Here or there, it hardly makes any difference.” Nand Lal said that it was action replay. He threw his father into the river from the second pillar. Better not to break or alter the routine. Radha Krishan realized that it was the natural phenomenon. Nand Lal had to reap the fruit of his doings, why should he become party to it. He left his father there and did not return to his home. He broke the chain and went in renunciation .” The host advised the younger guest to be wiser and not to treat his parents the way his father treated his parents. It was better for him to break the chain of events. Unfortunately the advice went haywire and ineffective. 4th August, 2016, Bushan’s phone buzzed. It was his friend at the other end. He said: “I want to operate upon the Locker and distribute its contents equally among my three sons in my lifetime. My eldest son does not cooperate. He shows little interest in it. What to do?” Bushan replied: “Let you keep his share in the locker and distribute the rest among the other two.” “Who will pay rent for the retention of the locker” said the ailing friend. 5th August, 2016, the ailing friend in utter helplessness said: “My youngest son shunted me out to the elder (middle) one’s for I rejected his demand for all the contents of the locker to him. He already took my signatures on the transfer form for transfer of my car in his name. He exploits my ailing health and physical incapability. The elder one did not accept me. I am back to my home under hostile environment” Bushan had to leave for Pune on 8th August, 2016. He sought help from one of the leading lawyers and a social worker from the community. The Lawyer said: “Nobody can come to his rescue. It is only a new copy of the old film. It is only a beginning. He used to play shuttle cock to his old mother, and today he is in her shoes. He used to beat his mother and soon you will hear that he is being beaten by his son. He has to reap what he has sown. He has to face his Karma.” Bushan left for Pune on 8th August, 2016. He remained in touch with his friend. 10th September, 2016 his friend, a retired class one officer moaned: “But for English pot, I would not mind to go to some ‘Old-Age Home’.” Bushan phoned one of his contacts for his admission in BEN Hospital at Canal Road. The contact made the requisite inquiries and reported that the Hospital with arrangement for such inmates is available on payment of Rs 13,000/pm. Though affordable for a person with a pension of Rs.45,000/month yet the arrangement was declined. 11th September, the ailing friend moaned that till date he got three beatings from his youngest son. Bushan phoned the President of the Welfare Association of retired officials of his friend’s department. The President phoned Police Control Room for care of the senior citizen. Bushan cut short his stay at Pune and rushed back to Jammu by the earliest train available on 15th September, 2016. 16th September on his arrival Bushan was forbidden by his friend for a visit directly from the Railway Station. He was told that the atmosphere was hostile because of the care taken by the Police Control Room. Bushan could not resist the situation any longer. 18th September, as a precautionary measure, he took Anil along with to face the hostile music and visited his friend at 10 AM. He was welcomed by ‘gilay shikvay’. Bushan pleaded on an oath that he had not phoned the Control Room. He confessed that he phoned the President of the Welfare Association of his Department. Bushan was exonerated of all the charges. The ailing friend asked Bushan to sort out the issue of hostility with his son and daughter-in-law. Anil was asked to remain outdoor. His son harshly justified his demand for Rs.20, 000/PM for the maintenance of his father. He said that his other two brothers challenged him that they would come only after the death of their father to claim their share from the movable and immovable property. The daughter-in-law complained that her eldest sister-in-law and the eldest brother-in-law left for their Ludhiana address on the fourth day of the death of her mother-in-law who died in 2015. She performed the last rites of her mother-in-law all alone. Their claim on the saris and shawls of the deceased mother-in-law is unjustified. Mama ji proposed division of the movable and immovable property into four equal parts, one to each including the ailing father. After his demise, his share will go to the youngest for his services to his ailing father. The proposal proposed by Mama ji is acceptable to her. She calculated it and reconciled as it would give her 50% instead of 33% of the property. The edge over other claimants would adequately compensate her for her services to her ailing father-in-law. Bushan praised her for her virtues ‘sanskar’ that she inherited from her parents. Bushan and his ailing friend responded to the call for the lunch. On the table, the ailing friend said that for his services to him, he would give his house to the youngest one. Knowing his wavering mind, Bushan said that he can’t and will not. He said that it was his property and he was legally entitled to do so. Bushan said that his emotions would be heavier. Bushan succeeded in persuading his family members to let the ailing friend be with him for some time for a change. Anil had left at 1PM and so Bushan was left with no conveyance. Key of the car was handed to Bushan and both left for Channi Himmat, a drive of 10 minutes. At 9:30 PM, medicine for the ailing friend was purchased. 19th September at 4 in the morning Bushan was awakened to be in readiness for the day’s job. It was not before 11 AM that Bushan could come on to the wheel. Jobs were enumerated on the basis of priority. Top priority was for doctor’s consultation. Second was withdrawal of money from the bank. Third was purchase of chapels, clothing with elastic belt. 11 AM, the two stood in the queue for doctor’s consultation. 3PM doctor advised sugar test and ECG before he would start treatment. Strangely, the ailing friend refused to go for tests and doctor’s advice. 20th September, Bushan somehow managed his fasting test. He refused the post breakfast test and argued that each test would cost him not less than Rs.1500 on petrol for giving the sample and collection of the report. He did not change his decision when Bushan pleaded that the tank filled with petrol worth Rs.500 on 19th evening was still left with enough to last for some appreciable mileage. 20th 1:11 PM he abruptly turned violent. He accused Bushan of his collaboration with his son. He gave a slip to Bushan at Channi Himmat and accused him of looting him of 24 lac. He showered curses on him. After a long search Bushan located his ailing friend behind some bushes. He sought help from some passersby and successfully handed him over to his son. Bushan came to the conclusion that the Nature is vindictive. It does not spare anyone. The Nature is completing the circle and supplementing to its conclusion the fiction ‘Kakani & the Veith’. Bushan recalled the scene when in his childhood; he used to throw a Seashell through the window to street urchins and say “Gazi tchaki”. The street urchins used to fight with one another and say “Har mai” (The seashell to me).It is the ailing friend who spoiled the family and the brotherhood of the real brothers. Money makes the mare go is a mere myth.

Khul Buli-Stir till it gets ‘tuenth’

I am reminded of Professor Naqash, who used to say” stir till it gets tunth”

Surgical operation has already stirred the hornets’ nest. The ‘tuenth’ is also discernible in different quarters like Pakistan, The Indian National Congress, CPI & CPM, Kejriwal and others in the Opposition.

It has rightly added to the popularity of the Prime Minister Narendra Modi in the national and International forum. He will, like the erstwhile Prime Minister of 1965, Lal Bahadur Shastri, be remembered for all times to come for timely decision making.

Chest beating of Hafiz Syed, Rahil Sharief, Nawaz Sharief, Rahul Gandhi, Kapil Sibal, Dig Vijay Singh, Kejriwal and others is justified.  They have all been stirred to the extent of ‘tuenth’ formation. For no chest beating they are sure to scum to the pressure within, that in my language is known as ‘Dum phutie guchuen’(to burst under pressure).

India is ruled by its popular government elected by the Indian masses. Pakistan is ruled by its Army, ISI and elected government of Pakistan is subservient to its Armed Forces. Indian Army executes the decisions taken by the Government of India. There lies the difference.

Kapil Sibal’s statement is misleading. International border crossing in 1965, 1971 and 1999 were not surgical operations.  All these operations were executed by the Indian Army successfully on the ‘go ahead’ orders given by the respective governments headed by the respective Prime Ministers in response to war strategy. Thundering words “Eint ka jawab pathuer say daingay” of Lal Bahadur Shastri in August 1965 still resound in my ears. For the success of 1971 war, people remember the then PM Mrs. Indra Gandhi and not the General of the operation. 1999 war against India was waged by the then Pakistan General Parvez Musharaff and Nawaz Sharief lied that he was ignorant about his Army’s plans. India Army is known for its discipline and it always is subservient to the decisions of the civilian government.

The previous coalition governments in the valley, to the miseries caused to the general masses, encouraged mischief mongers with instructions to the security forces to restrain against any provocation. Security forces digest all abuses from the street urchins and stand as silent spectators to satisfy Man Mohan Singh’s caution of zero tolerance.

Nosedive popularity of the opposition and its ‘tuenth’ formation seems to be beyond recovery.

Jai Hind.