May,1999 the conference hall of the GHQ Rawalpindi was jammed pack with superior army officials including the Chief of Army Staff Gen. Perviaz Musharraf. Under the roof of the army building top secret military strategies were being discussed as the Kargil war was in progress. The primary purpose of this meeting was to discuss the strategy with the Prime Minister Nawaz Shareef.
The briefing was carried out by some brigadier….
Brigadier: …….Yes Sir this is the situation on ground zero, we will deploy the alpha brigade at this point. [Pointing at the map on the projector with a laser light] ….
Nawaz Shareef: What is that red triangle?
Brigadier: Alpha brigade
Brigadier: ….[continuing]…ok if we will find some major resistance as we expect, we are going to launch our scattered platoon from the top of the mount….
Nawaz Shareef: [interrupting] what are those green things?
Brigadier: ahh… trees !!
Nawaz Shareef: ok ok .. [Smiling]
Brigadier: ….[continuing]…now I would like you to concentrate on the point where….[interrupted again]
Nawaz Shareef: What is that funny looking yellow box?
Brigadier: the computer Mr. Prime Minister?!
Nawaz Shareef: Oh… see I got this new laptop its very light in weight. I thought boxes like these were obsolete. [smiling]
The Brigadier ignored what just happened and went on with his job…he went on and on and on…. The tediousness was apparent on the face of the Prime Minister. He yawned after every minute or so. To overcome his wooziness he started talking in his head.
Nawaz Shareef [to himself]: what a boring job 
thank god I didn’t listened to Abba Jee on this one and entered politics. Look at the poor fellows.. No wonder the army always wants to enter the politics and rule. It’s more fun; being the Prime Minister or President.
[After 20 mins]
Man I am hungry.. When did I eat last…[looking at the watch]… two hours ago…damn! I am going to starve to death here. Do they only serve sugar less tea to their guests.
[After 30 mins]…
My God look at Musharraf; he is one ugly fellow. Darker than that West Indian player….hmmm …which West Indian player?? Damn ! They all are dark what goes of my father. But he is one ugly fellow.
[Musharraf observing the blank PM ordered for the waiter]
Musharraf: Bring some sandwiches for the PM…
Nawaz Shareef: ..Along with some Aloo wale samosay 
( snack)…[the PM was pleased with the pleasant change in the atmosphere]
Musharraf: Yes with some Aloo wale samosay.
The PM got busy with the lunch while the brigadier and other army personal were engaged in the top secret meeting. Army Chief; Musharraf was discontented with the sight. He started talking to himself as well…
Musharraf [to himself]: My GOD; look at him. He’s the PM … who elected this fat ass? Oh yeah! The people … and you call this idiotic sport democracy. My 8 year old grand daughter is more intelligent than this MORON.
No wonder the military has to intervene…do they have a choice? Screw democracy !! Army rule; that’s what I am talking about.
All of a sudden Nawaz Shareef stopped eating. He brought his mouth closer to Musharraf’s ear and uttered. The brigadier nervously paused for a second to find out if the PM has any problem with the plan.
Nawaz Shareef [whispering…]: who cook this delicious snack?
Musharraf [puzzled on this difficult question]: ahh… some chef in the mess.
Nawaz Shareef [whispering…]: I would like see him in the PM house from tomorrow.
Musharraf: ok sir! …. Moron
Nawaz Shareef: What?
Musharraf: nothing sir … would you like to have some more…
Nawaz Shareef: Yes please …….
And then the top secret meeting at the GHQ went on and on and on…
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