Final Countdown
[Under the Bunker of Border (Binary Tree)]
“Something is wrong… I can sense some messy thing is going across the border.[ In the Dept]” Lt. Vasant.
“Hmm… Let’s just send our spies to their territory…” Lt. Makad.
“So, who voluntarily wants to be a SPY?” Lt Vasant.
“Saab Ji, Mein Jaata hoon…” Subedar Nilesh [ Magaj ]
[After a little time]
Dil Ding Dong Ding Bole… [ Wireless Phone Rang ]
“Alfa to Delta … Alfa to Delta … Coming Sir ..: “
“Delta to Alfa … Over …”
“Saab Ji, yahan bahut hi hulchul nazar aa rahi hai. Lagta hai yeh log jaldi hi koi badi saazish karne wale hai. Alfa to Delta Over…”
“Good Subedar, Keep your eyes on situation and keep us updated. Delta to Alfa Over…”
[Again after a short time]
“Saab Ji, Hamare paas waqt bahut hi kam hai… Jaldi se apna Masla Jama kar lo…”
[ In Hindi Masla = Hathyar ]
“Good Subedar, Good Job.”
“Major Prajapati, Go and reinforce our arms.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Col. Sarpreet, Aap Major Prajapati ke saath rahege.”
“Sir, for that no need to give him order.” Major Prajapati.
[Both went to make our position strong]
“Where is our Gun Man, Lt Chirag?”
“He has gone to south region to see the beauty of Civilians… But he will be back soon.”
“Oye Rachya, tu wapas aa gaya
“Saab Ji, Mein ghar hi ja raha tha, lekin raaste mein mujhe Major Prajapati or Col. Sarprit mile… Suna hai khatare ki ghanti baj rahi hai.. aise mahol me mein apne saathiyo ko nahin chhod sakta…”
“Good Hawaldar, Apni Position sambhalo.”
“Yes, Sir Ji.”
“Major Makad, you , with Major Makwana, think on our action plan.”
“No, need to make any plan, I believe in quick action.”
“Fine, but it will be your responsibility to look after all situations.”
“Don’t worry, We will handle it. Kyon Jigu?”
“Mara thi kai na thay.”
[And the both came back with our weaponry. Containing two Bags Colored RED, BLUE, GREEEN]
“I don’t think that anything will happen.”
And then suddenly a Battalion from Pakistan End [Toilet of our Department] rushed towards the Line of Control [Fence near Parking].
“Jawano Apni Apni Position Sambhalo. Dushman samne hai… Unpe fateh Haasil karni hai. Anti-attack ki chinta mat karo. Aage Badho.”
“Let them come close, then we will show them.”
Wahe Guru Ji Ka Khalsa, Wahe Guru Ji Ki Fateh.
Jo Bole So Nihal, Sat Sri Akal.
Jai Hind.
“Attack...”
And all of a sudden, I heard a blast, and the whole atmosphere fill up with Blood Colored RED. GHOURI missile, GREEN colored, is sent through the ways of Pakistan
Makad and Jigu were busy to make strategies and counting the casualties. The artillery shelling was continuing from both the end. The whole atmosphere was filled up with fragrance of smokes. The injured soldiers from both sides were indistinguishable. The clothes and faces were Blood Colored with hair like Pigs from mud. I don’t know what they were enjoying with this war.
From the other side, they were continued to increase in numbers. Our soldiers were helpless to handle the situation. Still now we were within our LOC. But this was time to get cross the LOC and attack on them. With the Hand Granade Bombs of color GREEN, BLUE, RED coming from different direction, both side army men was face to face to fight.
As I am the army commander, I have to be safe to be in war till the end of it. So I keep my self safe and be at last behind BUNKERS [ Trees in Parking]. From where I was keeping my eyes on the horror scene of JUNG. It was almost half an hour that all were involved in this. The eyes of rest of the countries of the world were on the entire situation.
And this was time to repeat the same history as World War I and World War II. Where, just because of war between few countries involved the whole world. Same history repeated here. The other viewer [from other dept.] of this horrible WAR involved in it. The battalion from different directions came to join the WARRIORS.
It was like “ KURUKSHETRA “ [ Green Grass Between Road and Entry of Dept.] where thousands of people were enjoying this fight. With malign equipments. I was affraid whatever was happening. But I was safe behind the bunkers. But I can’t see my Brothers from dyeing on battle ground. So I started to praise GOD.
“ Hey Prabhu, Please help us. Your Devotees need your help.”
And suddenly what I was seeing, LORD KRISHNA, appears into sky.
“Hey Vats, Kyon Chinta Karte Ho, Kis se Vyarth Darte Ho…”
“Not Again, I read this daily in my house’s wallpaper…”
“Jaisi tumhari ichcha… Bolo Kya Problem hai tumhe…”
“Hey Prabhu, Bharat Varsh ke kshatru ke naash ke liye hamein aapki sahayata chahiye.”
“Avashya mitra, avashya”
“Prabhu , Pakistan
“Tumhari Wish puri ki jayegi.”
And within a short time, POK filled up with the water. One region get a ample amount of water that it flooded very badly, almost lots of mud around that. So, it was chance to our army to penetrate into POK by crossing LOC. The BLUE colored Indians ran into the grass of Punjab of PAK.
It was the greatest braveness of Hawaldar Rachit, who was the first to reach near the flooded area. The aim is to capture the area as much as possible. And many other joined the was. Our whole Battalion was across the border, with all the artillery support. Now the strategy is changed by our Makad and Jigu. Stop throwing GREEN,BLUE,RED hand grenade bombs. Just try to push them all into the Nuclear Region (NR) [KADAV-KICHAD]. And our code for it is “B’DAY”.
“Jawano, Drop them Into KICHAD” Abdlu.
Our strategy is leaked by a GADDAR. I don’t know who he was. And our strategy revert back to us. And the first casualty from our side is Hawaldar Rachit. I close my eyes, as I cant see him to be beaten like this.
Few enemies from other side hang him up and drop into that FLOODED Area.
“Maa.. Shakti…. Shakti Maa….”
And suddenly a divine light appear which energize our brave man. He standup again, now he was the man who has fully dominated himself to this war.
“Oye aa jao…saalo… Wahe Guru Jee Ki Sok… Aaj agar Maa ka Doodh yaad na dila diya to mera naam bhi Rachit Nahi.”
This more energized our other WARRIORS. Nor it’s time for me too… to get involved into this battle. I put up my fear aside and jump onto the ground. Now the ENVIRONMENT was so blurred that I even not able to recognize “APNA AADMI” and started to fire at any direction.
Indian women are really brave. This proved by two of our Battalion Members. Lady Lt. Jack and Lt. Param. They were dominating their role by keeping busy PAK lady soldiers. Till now, Lt.Chirag has joined us, while Rifle Man Raju was tired and he was feeling bore, so our emergency stretcher put him back to grounds.
The all enthusiasm was due to Greatest Commanding Voice of Major Prajapati. But, as a sexy TV reporter, Miss Nikita Patel , joined the ground, for live coverage, few of our soldiers diverted from their path. Most of all were dropeed into that NR. And now the war converted into the Swayam-WAR. All want to win her by cutting maximum of enemies. Either INDO or PAK. But my target was neither Indo nor Pak.
It was more than 3 hour this was continued. Our most of the army has penetrated till the end. It was now time to reach their Super Power [ Teachers ]. With the help of other back-fire we enter into their HOME [Staff-Room]. Where their supremo were sitting.
“Either you come out. Or we get in.”
We got success in this mission also. We captured their capital into our hand. And make it Blood Colored. We returned from there by achieving our target. Hawaldar Rachit was still enjoying his bath into NR. Most of all have put under “B’Day” operation. After the victory, we get together again behind LOC under the BUNKER. Now it was time to celebration. The photographers from all around the world came with cameras and take our victory snaps.
"Jai Hind”.
