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Gone With The Wind..!

"Ladies and gentlemen this is your captain speaking. I would like you all to put your window shades down and have a quiet nap as we pass over the countries that were once India and Pakistan.

If you do look down and I advise you against doing so, you will see nothing except miles and miles of devastation and destruction. Here and there you might see some moving objects but please do not look too closely at them.

They are the remnants of what were once humans, but who are now so disfigured and dismembered that even a police surgeon from the mortuary will find it difficult to identify them as people from our human race.

"Mrs. Robinson there is no need for you to look out. Mrs. Robinson, Mrs. Robinson. I told you. Cabin crew please revive her.

What she has seen ladies and gentlemen are mass graves of thousands of people who have just piled up one on top of another in heaps, dead."

"The screen in front of you will show you how the two countries looked before the tragedy. Yes Mr. Smith that is indeed a green valley and that on the right were lofty scenic mountains. I know, I know its beautiful. No we can't land there anymore. There are no more mountains or green valleys or even rivers. The blast took care of all of them.

What did you say Mrs. Grey. You have visited the lovely beaches of Goa. Well Mrs. Grey I am afraid those beaches are no more. Nor are the people. Stewardess please take care of Mrs. Grey, she seems to have gone into hysterics..! " "Yes I know the question that is on all your minds. How did it happen. No, no it was no giant earthquake. Nor was it some gigantic tidal wave Mr. Smith. It happened because the leaders of both the countries were yelling and shouting at each other with their fingers on the button. No, no Mr. Smith not their belly buttons. They each had their finger on the nuclear button. Mrs. Grey please stop crying while I finish the story. No, no it's not a bed time story Mrs. Robinson. Okay I suppose it is. It was the bed time of two nations who put each other to sleep.

"Well Mr. Smith, as I was saying, these two leaders one a general and the other a politician stood on either side of the border and hurled the choicest abuse at each other. When they ran out of words, they threw stones and then flew paper rockets and tin planes and blew bugles and pushed their poor soldiers at each other. What did you say Mr. Smith. Ah a game. Yes they were playing a grown up game Mr. Smith and then they decided to press the button.

Nobody knows who pressed the button first, but suddenly nuclear explosions took place in all the cities and towns of India and Pakistan. Fireballs mushroomed into the air and shock waves started spreading." "Mrs. Robinson please do not scream. I know you saw it on TV. You saw buildings tumbling and people with gaping holes screaming on the streets. I saw it too Mrs. Robinson. We all saw it Mrs. Robinson. Steward please sedate the poor lady".

"That's better Mr. Smith just put down the shades and have a nap. Stewardess please help the others to put their shades down.

Wonderful! There is nothing for you all to get disturbed about. Just because two silly countries destroyed each other, we don't have to lose any sleep over them, do we? Good bye ladies and gentlemen...!

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