A conflict between lips and hand for the plea of peace (partIII)

Continued...The house seem to be full by the noise of the television. The girl went near to her  father  and said “ papa”,see whom I have brought our home”. Father was a bit nervous and wordless but after  seeing Major  Pratap entering the room he was shocked. He instantly get up from his seat and saluted Major Pratap. Major Pratap saluted him. Father asked him to sit down. He lowered the volume of the television and started to talk. “I am happy to see such a national figure. My house has become sacred by your foot steps” father told.”Would you like to have some hard drinks i.e ber , whiskey, rum ,champagne etc.”Father asked.”A glass of whiskey please”Pratap replied . “ Daughter please bring two bottles of whiskey, two glasses, ice cubes and please fry meat for us. Do it fast ok” Father told.

”I have seen in television about you. You are really a great soldier. I have known about your contribution in the army, contribution for maintaining peace in such a foreign country. You are really a mastermind, such work, such planning and in such hard situation a normal person could really do nothing but a shit . I admire the way you handled such a worse situation. I wonder why you were not winner of Gorkha Nepal Award? Because your work is of real army and the work done by the Major Jhanka is like a politician rather than the rea  soldier.”Father told. Girl came with whiskey, icecubes and two plates of meat. Both of them started to take sip of whiskey and tear meat apart too.

“ Thanks for your appreciation. But you see the need of the world is peace. Major Jhanka is really great. He is my copartner during the recruitment too. He was different person. He was quite different person. He was quite different from others. What we learn in the training is to substitute our heart with stone but what he had done he just leave it normal. Before he left to his mission I have met him at the airport because it ws the same day I was also going to the mission. We were going to the mission. We were going to different place but our aim was  same. We wanted to get victory. I had told him that I will succeed at any cost. He told me that last night before leaving to the mission he saw a wonderful dream. In his dream he was in the war. The both sides shooted their guns but what happened is instead of bullets several types of colourful flowers were emerging out of the gun. Their knife too turned into wooden and their bomb spray colours to the people instead of killing them. Then the both sides of the people started to enjoy in such a beautiful environment . He told me that he was very impressed by his dream and he told me that he wished that his dream may come true in his new mission. I didn’t got chance to talk to him frequently but we shared emails. He was busy in coordinating with local people as well as terrorists . he was able to change the psychology of the supremo(main leader) of the   terrorist and with his effort peacew talk was organized between the rebels and the government side and the whole wrong activities was brought to end. I killed several people even if they were terrorist but he didn’t. I have destroyed several villages but he has not touched any. There was violence in both places but in his place people people had more hope because there was no fierce war. Due to war supplementary problems like robbery, kidnapping etc was automatically more in my place in contrast to his place. So his way was better  and being abide by rules is not important but getting more  benefit by breaking the rule is more important. Any way it has been more talk. It’s quite late and I need to leave now and thanks for your whiskey” Pratap said. “ its my pleasure. I enjoyed your company too much. Please come to our house whenever you get leasure. I want to talk more with you” Father said. “ok  I will surely come.”Pratap replied. Then he started the engine and drove away.

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