A Kashmiri, a reporter and a tough old soldier were captured by terrorists in Kashmir . The leader of the terrorists told them he'd grant each of them one last request before they were beheaded and dragged naked through the streets.
The Kashmiri said, 'Well, I'm a foodie, so I'd like one last plate of tandoori chicken.'
The leader nodded to an underling who left and returned with the Chicken. The tourist ate it all and said, 'Now I can die content.'
The reporter said, 'I'm a reporter to the end. I want to take out my tape recorder and describe the scene here and what's about to happen. Maybe, someday, someone will hear it and know that I was on the job till the end.'
The leader directed an aide to hand over the tape recorder and the reporter dictated his comments.
He then said, 'Now I can die happy.'
The leader turned to the soldier and asked, 'And now, Havaldarji, what is your final wish?
'Kick me in the backside,' said the soldier.
The Kashmiri said, 'Well, I'm a foodie, so I'd like one last plate of tandoori chicken.'
The leader nodded to an underling who left and returned with the Chicken. The tourist ate it all and said, 'Now I can die content.'
The reporter said, 'I'm a reporter to the end. I want to take out my tape recorder and describe the scene here and what's about to happen. Maybe, someday, someone will hear it and know that I was on the job till the end.'
The leader directed an aide to hand over the tape recorder and the reporter dictated his comments.
He then said, 'Now I can die happy.'
The leader turned to the soldier and asked, 'And now, Havaldarji, what is your final wish?
'Kick me in the backside,' said the soldier.
'What?' asked the leader, 'Will you mock us in your last hour?'
'No, I'm NOT kidding. I want you to kick my backside ,' insisted the soldier.
So the leader shoved him into the yard and kicked him in the bottom.
The soldier went sprawling, but rolled to his knees, pulled a 9 mm pistol from inside his cammies and shot the leader dead.
In the resulting confusion, he emptied his sidearm on six terrorists, then with his knife he slashed the throat of one, and with an AK-47, which he took from one of the already dead terrorists, sprayed the rest of the terrorists killing another 11. In a flash, all of them were either dead or fleeing for their lives.
'No, I'm NOT kidding. I want you to kick my backside ,' insisted the soldier.
So the leader shoved him into the yard and kicked him in the bottom.
The soldier went sprawling, but rolled to his knees, pulled a 9 mm pistol from inside his cammies and shot the leader dead.
In the resulting confusion, he emptied his sidearm on six terrorists, then with his knife he slashed the throat of one, and with an AK-47, which he took from one of the already dead terrorists, sprayed the rest of the terrorists killing another 11. In a flash, all of them were either dead or fleeing for their lives.
As the soldier was untying the Kashmiri and the reporter, they asked him, 'Why didn't you just shoot them all in the first place? Why did you ask him to kick you in the ass?'
'What?' replied the soldier, 'and have you two assholes report that I was the aggressor..?'
'What?' replied the soldier, 'and have you two assholes report that I was the aggressor..?'
......... such is the irony of Indian Democracy..........................
kaakaikuruvi said...- jingoist you...
hvaidya said...- As per Oxford Dictionary: Jingo - a supporter of policies favouring war, a blustering patriot. The story here is against terrorists and persons like Arundhati Roy supporting such people. I will love war against both these people
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Anonymous said... - patriotism is the virtue of the vicious --> Oscar Wilde There is no problem that cannot be solved by the working end of an ak 47. My point is we lack pride and will.
