A kiss for you means I love you. There was none of that from the boss to his protégés. It was not even expected.
A hug for you means I need you. There was no hug and so none of the advisers felt needed.
A call for you means I'm missing you. There was not even a call to suggest that the chief was missing any of the ten other players of one of the most important first eleven in the country's history.
From childhood every child has been taught (it can't be taught any earlier without upsetting a mother-to-be), 'where there is a will there is a way'. Now our A-cheez believes otherwise, like for instance, 'where there is a will, I want to be stubborn'.
One of our former advisors, now in retirement, seeing the nation in such turmoil volunteered thus: 'Take my advice, I don't use it anyway'.
The chee-E-chee said on record that no advisor went to see him. One of the Advisors said on record he did go and see him. Both of them cannot be speaking the truth. The activities of the highest offices it seems are now based on the following canon:
The statement below is true.
The statement above is false.
The present goings on can be described as war though mostly verbal, but sometimes it has turned bloody, and to the shame of this nation tragic. There are many terms for such internal feuds, but we will never know how on earth a war can be called 'civil'. But that is how it is. I extend my sincerest apology to all our Civil Engineers. Please take it, for even a simple apology for simply wasting Taka 60 crore is now hard to come by. Back to our war, the problem with it is that it does not determine who's right. War determines who's left. And, pitifully we are already left with so very little.
The nation has now been forced to the brink of hope. The pessimists would see it as the threshold of hopelessness. Nevertheless, every moment there is the expectation that some good news will come out from some dialogue; but to no avail. We are now expecting the unexpected and that makes the unexpected become the expected. You are a normal person if you did not understand that.
A good many people, even supporters of the outgoing party-in-power, have been vocal even on TV in saying that the nation has now only one need which only Aizza can provide: his absence. It's high time he sat down and worked out where he stands, or he could sit up and think of standing down.
The Election Commission is determined to gift the nation with the best elections this country has ever seen. Heavy! They want to be good to all the voters. But the voter list is seriously faulty and many genuine voters have not been listed. That reminds me of the following logic: If you are a vegetarian just because you want to be good to animals, then why eat their food. Ham-baaaa!
A page from Aziz's diary: Six rules to be happy:
Free your heart from hatred (stop burning my effigy);
Free your mind from worries (the elections will be free, fair and neutral);
Live simply (I have no option, what with the traders going against me);
Expect less (I wish the michils would be less crowded);
Give more (I have given over one crore more voters; keu paarbey na) and
Always have me as your Friend. After all, that is the meaning of my name.
P.S. Treat me like an angel and I'll be your little devil.
Don't you find it weird we teach our children: scrub a dub-dub, three men in a tub? You should if you are normal. But you could always rephrase it to make it sound less rude: what a bhaav-shaab, three men in a hub, election results will be khapey khaap.
'Appointment by Constitution', are not merely three words, it's a sentence Oh! Judge Shaheb, truly a long sentence for the citizens of this country. Elephants are the only animals that can't jump. There are some such humans who can't resign.
(Quips have been borrowed from the net. They will not be returned)
(R) thedailystar.net 2006