"Hey, Where is the Proof" - Pakistan


Back in Dubai, an Indian was watching the Mumbai Terror Attacks on TV sipping a cup of Tea
He was emotional, his eyes were misty when he saw the dead bodies of the Indians
The Indian could not control myself, he was clenching his fists in anger.

Opposite to his house lived a Pakistani neighbor.
The Indian in a fit of outrage, took a knife from his kitchen and knocked the door of the Pakistani.
The Pakistani opened the door.  Rock music was blaring inside his room.
The Pakistani was having wine and mutton and seemed to be enjoying his time.

The Pakistani saw the Indian, smiled and said"Hey join me."
The Indian got angry at this and pointed the knife at the Pakistani's neck.

Pakistani "Hey, what is this, have you gone mad.  Drop that knife down"
Indian "You bloody Pakistani, you killed thousands of Indians in the name of Islam and enjoying over here?

Pakistani "Hey, look, calm down.  I am not responsible.  Islam does not teach us to kill each other.  Come inside, lets talk."
Indian "Whats the point in talking?  Its time for Action."

Pakistani "Hey, calm down."
He gently pushed the knife aside and took the Indian inside his house and closed the door.

Indian "Did you not see on TV, what they did to us Indians."
Pakistani "Ya, I severely condemn these attacks and sympathise with the Indians.  We are with you in this need of the hour."

Indian "You bastard.  You train the jihadis, push them into India and now sympathise with us?"
Pakistani "Hey, please mind your words.  We are also victims of terrorism.  And then Where is the proof?"

Indian "What proof?"
Pakistani "You Indians never tighten your security sytems and blame us each time some terrorist attacks you"

Indian "But the bloody terrorists come from your country"
Pakistani "Where is the proof?"

Indian "They are trained in your country"
Pakistani "Where is the proof?"

Indian "That Kasab, one of the terrorists who survived.  He, he is a Pakistani. he came from your country and killed women, women and young children.  Shame on you Pakistanis."
Pakistani "Ya, I severely condemn these attacks and sympathise with the Indians.  We are with you in this need of the hour."

Indian "But he is a Pakistani"
Pakistani "Hey, Where is the proof"

Indian "Do you mean to say that he is some chana vendor from Mumbai"
Pakistani "Maybe, thats for you investigative agencies to decide and prove"

Indian "But he says, he is a Pakistani."
Pakistani "Hey, where is the proof"

Indian "His I cards, the documents, the satellite phone messages all indicate towards Pakistan.
Pakistani "Thats your allegations.  Hey, where is the proof.  Just because terrorists come from Pakistan does not mean that the Pakistani government is involved.  There are several non state actors involved in this  and Pakistan does not have any control over them.  We have set up a joint terror mechanism and you guys do not co-operate with us."

Indian "Look at the Taj.  Look what happened."
Pakistani  "Look at the JW Marriott Hotel.  Hey, we are also the victims of the attack.  Let us combat terrorism jointly.  Share your intelligence with us."

Indian "The terrorists fought with military precision.  This could not have happened without the Army help from Pakistan."
Pakistani "Hey, where is the proof?  Look at your army.  They could not kill just 10 terrorists in a day.  We are much better.  Look at your police.  They have substandard weapons."

Indian "They came all the way from Pakistan"
Pakistani "Don't joke.  No one can come from a boat from Karachi to India.  Was your navy and coastguards sleeping?  Set your own house in order."

Indian "They did it in the name of Islam"
Pakistani "Hey, where is the proof?  Islam does not teach violence.  Do not point a finger at Pakistan"

The Indian got angry and brandished his knife at the Pakistani again.
Hearing the commotion, a Chinese neighbor knocked the door.
The Pakistani opened the door and greeted the Chinese.
The Chinese gave one slap to the Indian.  Soon the Indian called his Russian neighbor.  A fight ensued.
The US gentlemen who was staying in the same building.

The US gentleman "Hey stop fighting.  Dont beat that Indian.  Can't you see him grieving.  Poor fellow.  I have many European friends with me.  Let us sort this issue, have a drink and then party."
Indian "This is an internal matter between me and the Pakistani, you all get out."
Pakistani "Ya, he is my brother.  Please go away."

The other neighbors get out.
The Indian again charges with his knife.

The Pakistani "Hey, what happened to you, Calm down.  I am very sorry.  We both are the victims of the attack back home.
The Indian got very emotional "Look what happened to the Taj"

Pakistani "Look what happened to JW Marriott.  Such small things do happen in big cities."
Indian "Don't shed crocodile tears.  Your government did not act upon the list of terrorsts given by our government"

Pakistani "Hey, they are not terrorists.  Where is the proof."
Indian "Don't you think, Dawood is a terrorist"

Pakistani "No, Dawood is not a terrorist, I mean err. sorry, who is Dawood, Hey, No person called Dawood lives in Karachi"
Indian "Don't lie"

Pakistani "We are here to help you, Where is the proof?  Look what happened to JW Marriott.  We are all victims of terrorism."
Indian "Then who is to blame."

Pakistani "Your intelligence agencies, your army, your police and your politicians."
Indian "We will set our house in order.  Do not question us Indians.  We have already set up a protest march against these politicians"

Pakistani "Ha ha, do you mean those lipstick painted ladies with the candlelights at the Gateway of India.  Is that going to solve the problem"
Indian "You are talking too much."

Pakistani "You are helpless, your own house is in disorder.  We are also victims of the terror attack.  Look what happened to JW Marriott. The same happened to the Taj.  Do not make a mountain out of a molehill.  Come, have a drink.  Our government will co-operate with your government.  We have set up a joint terror mechanism.  We are also a democracy.  Come on young man, you are my friend.  Why should we fight over such issues."
The Indian got emotional and started crying.

Pakistani "Aao gale lagaao, hum bhai bhai."
The Pakistani held out his hands.

The Indian dropped his knife, rushed towards the Pakistani and embraced him tightly.  He was full of emotion.
The Pakistani took a gun from his pant pocket and pointed it to the back of the Indian and fired.
The Indian is dead.

But Hey, where is the Proof?

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