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*Anarchy got under way and the entire Itna-nation were exhilarant. All of them were cheering at the top of the lungs, as they awaited to expect the unexpected.*
*However, as soon as the cameras started rolling, the lights went out. Then the Titron began displaying a video of mass carnage and killing. Suicide Bombings, deaths were all shown. Then bells started ringing. With each rang, they carried an echo of gong and silened the crowd.*
*Then Taliban emerged along with his translator and walked up the ramp, slowly, silently and with concentration. His Bazooka strapped to his back and with his beads in his hands, Taliban went into the ring and stood in the middle of it.*
*The Gongs continued. Taliban continued to count the beads and looked straight into the crowd. After the 20th gong, the lights came on*
*His assistant had already brought two mikes, and handed one to Taliban. Holding it Taliban, cleared his throat and began to speak*
Taliban: Bismillah. Sabqi Nafsi Kaseera wali Haza Al-Naqta.
Translator: Bismillah. I shall keep myself brief and to the point.
Taliban: Zalat Idarah-e-itna khatan bastakhdam kaotaha wal-sitarah. Al-salah Alti ladaihim ho hadya , wa anhum yaseyoon Istakhdam marara watkrara.
Translator: The Itna administration has been wrongly using its power and control. The authority that they have is a gift, that they misuse time and time again.
Taliban: Laqad Anzala bimtabah hadyah Ala lahya, latsaahih alakhata, latas alaih ala khata lao za had al-fisad. Wahaza ma anwi al-qiyam.
Translator: I have been sent down as a Divine Gift, to right the wrongs, to correct the mistakes, to end the corruption. And that is what I intend to do.
Taliban: Laza D_Bryan o Sherby mashahida zahoor kam lam al-jihad ho al-dani.
Translator: Therefore D_Bryan and Sherby, watch your backs, because Jihad is Near.
(Taliban then handed his microphone back to his translator, and counting his beads, walked back to the dressing rooom, the gongs of the bells filling the silence. |
