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CHAPTER-3 The Chief of ZSCIA

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The chief of ZSCIA (Zulimistan intelligence agency) comes to the main gate of his Headquarter with his squad and body guards. One security person opens the car’s door and the chief comes out. The deputy director welcomes him at the main gate and greets him; both enter the building;

“Hi chief, is all ok; you were in hurry on telephone, is everything fine that you have called the emergency meeting..?” The deputy director inquired.

In the meantime the lift comes, both enter and proceed.

The chief says.

“I am coming from The Green House. Mr. President had called me. There have been some changes in the ‘Operation Get Universe’ ”.

Then the lift stops. Both get out and enter the conference hall where other officers from ZSCIA eagerly are waiting for them.

Mr. Mike, the chief of ZSCIA (Zulimistan intelligence agency) talks with his officers on microphone.

“We have brought some changes in our Operation ‘Get Universe’, that’s why you people have been summoned in emergency. President David wishes to eliminate certain people especially those who have been forming their Governments in the first phase and then trying to work against our great country Zulimistan’s interests, and those on the hit list are the following;

1.Mr. Gulbaz Sharif: he damaged the Zulimistan interests and in spite of immense pressure caused problems for our friendly country Syndia neighboring him by doing nuclear explosions. He, thus, caused imbalance in the region. Presently he is in Masud Arab. He will be killed in a commando action.

2.Mrs. Bay Kabeera; In spite of the fact she did great services to Zulimistan from time to time but she is not to be trusted because of her being here and there. And also she knows a lot of secrets about Zulimistan. So we feel insecure due to of her unstable temperament and we have decided to kill her also through a commando action. She is in Dubai in these days.

3.The Ex-President of Karan Mr. Ayat Subhani, who is a big threat to Zulimistan’s interests, will also be killed in Arabian sea in a sea commando attack.” Everybody, in the meanwhile, listens to him attentively with great concentration and pin drop silence.


In Masud Arab city of Bejadda the Ex-prime minister Of Pastan is preparing for his Asar prayer (mid-day prayer) in his official residence given by Government of Masud Arab. Suddenly the phone bell rings. His secretary informs him that the ambassador of Zulimistan to Masud Arab wants to talk to him.

Gulbaz Sharif is startled at the news as to how after so many years, Zulimistan thought about him. In his amazement, he thinks that, maybe, he is needed, goes to office and picks up the phone.

“Hello! Mr. Gulbaz, how can two friends be separated for long a time..? Accept the greetings of Mr. David the President of Zulimistan.” The ambassador says.

“Pay my greetings to Him. You are right, how can two friends be separated particularly Pastan and Zulimistan, the two ever good friendly countries if they have had good times together. I am pleased that you remembered me.”

“We feel sorry that we could not help you as you had to leave your country for many years.” The ambassador said.

“But you kept me forgotten”. He complained.

“Yes, you are right, but you know that the conditions changed rapidly and Zulimistan had to complete urgent jobs like you know of Zaliman and Al-Ada terrorist Organization etc…”

“Your policy about Zaliman and Al-Ada has changed completely causing worries to me. These people helped you a lot against Kazussia over the capitulation of Kafaghanistan. They supported Zulimistan interests indirectly by offering their lives to death and they also taught an unforgettable lesson to Kazussia. But when job done, the Zulimistan turned against them and repeatedly and frequently bombed over innocent civilians to kill millions, cripple thousands. What is this non sense, this is not fair, this is injustice, and this is cruel.” Mr. Gulbaz became emotional.

“But we had provided Zaliman a chance to accept our terms but they did not.” The ambassador uttered.

“These were not the terms but an attack over the integrity of Zaliman. If I say to you to hand me over your dear son otherwise I will attack you. Will you do so as I direct you…No...?No...Never will you do. So you had given them these stupid terms. Had they acceded to them or not they would have suffered in any case. I congratulate these Zaliman who sacrificed their Government and saved their millions of innocent citizens from the brutal shelling and from brutal instruments of torture of Zulimistan and its allies. Their sacrifices are historical.”

“Oh! Mr. Gulbaz. I rang you up for something else but the conversation was diverted to reality….” The diplomat tried to clarify the reason of phone call.

“Tell me one thing...” Gulbaz interrupts him in between:

“Whenever some non-Muslim is killed in any part of the world, you start talking about human rights but whenever a Muslim is killed, you people always close your eyes. In spite of the fact that both have same color of blood, why this disparity...?” Gulbaz completes his talk.

“See Mr. Gulbaz it’s a burning issue that you are touching, what Zulimistan has to do, why and how, this is not one man’s decision, many people and brilliant brains work behind this, when we reach a decision after discussions and serious reflection, then this decision becomes a part of our Government policy. You are very right in your views and allegations to some extent but Zulimistan thinks differently. The basic element of this philosophy is that how we can provide peace to our citizens, how they can enjoy their lives, and how they can lead to trouble free life. This is the first and last part of all of our policies.” The diplomat tried to satisfy Mr. Gulbaz.

“Tell me, are your citizens are the salt of the earth..? Are they specially sent from heaven? Are they something special?” Gulbaz says ironically.

The diplomat laughs it out and says lightly: “Why not, why not! We are specially sent from heaven. We have touched and conquered space and skies. Anyway well Mr. Gulbaz, it was just light conversation and I enjoyed a lot bit, let’s come to the point for which I had to ring to you. I want to meet you as soon as possible but our meeting should be in secret and away from media.”

“Ok but why this so secretly, is anything special!” Gulbaz enquired.

“No, No, just for some confidential meeting, don’t worry, please do meet me in Hotel Moon in cabin # 5 tomorrow at 5 pm.” The diplomat tried to explain.

“Alright, I will duly come.” And he puts the receiver on the cradle.

But as the ambassador closed phone, he started talking to himself with some anger on Gulbaz’s behavior.

“For this reason, Mr. Gulbaz, you have been thrown out of the list of Zulimistan friends. Perhaps you do not know that we are not good listeners. What we say every person of world should listen to it and to obey it as it is. You don’t know that we don’t like anybody to talk rather than listen to what we had to say. So anybody we don’t like we don’t want him to be dear to the world. Mr. Gulbaz you are worried about Zaliman, don’t worry you will suffer the consequences of your working against Zulimistan’s interests and keeping soft corner for our enemies.”


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