The Dancing Brown Bear
Musharraff acts like the bear dancing on a hot platform. The Taliban soldiers and the refugees are crashing on its borders to escape the American attack. The Taliban helicopters landed on their soil just like the Iraqi jets landed on Iranian soil during the desert storm. The extremists are setting everything on fire. Musharraff is on a hot seat. He can't sit on it comfortably long enough to finish a meal. He would fit very well in a commercial that promotes stool-softeners, bladder-control agents, and medicaments for anal fissures or hemorrhoids. He is now for some time squiggling, wiggling, wriggling, tightening, crunching, crouching, contorting, writhing and grimacing in pain. Sometimes the pretzel looks more straight than Muharraff. He gets the urge to call Vajpayee and the Americans. He wants the whole thing over in a jiffy. He can't take it any more. He wants to be let off. He has to go right now. The Indians are threatening to strike the POK and wipe out the terrorist camps straddling the LOC. He is making threats that he will "go" then and there if he doesn't get relief soon. The fired generals, the fundamentalists, the ISI, the home-gown Taliban militia, the fundamentalist Taliban backers in the military, the rioters and a looming breakdown of authority are giving him nightmares. God Bless Pakistan and Musharraff, for humans won't. |
