Knock Knock Who Is There?

It was about six in the morning and theren was a knock on the door.
As I opened the door, I saw a couple of guys in Uniform and couple of others in civil. " We are investigfating terror links, may we come in? one of them asked politely and without waiting for an answer barged into the house.
"Firsat wuestion: Do you have any foreign links? asked one of the non-uniformed guys.
"Come again"?
"Do you have any foreign links.? I mean do you grt any calls from abroad"?
"Ah yes! I have an old aunt in the US and she calls me now and then.
Where in the US?:
"Boston Massachusetts " I said.
"Biston?: that uis quite close to Canada is it not?: asked another guy in civil.
"Ah, Kneda" said a guy in uniform "He has Kneda links"
|How many tIimes has your aunt beento Canada| asked another guy in Mufti.
"May be once or twice , probably to look at Niagara falls from that side"
"Did she go their to look at Viagra or does she have Canadian links " asked another cop.
"NIAGARA not VIAGRA: I said.
"Never mind. Does she have any Canadian connections?"
"No Ideaa' I said
"We will find out anyway. Do you have any other foreign links?:
"Of course I studied in a university abroad, Then I worked in a foreign organization."
"How did you get your paay? asked an ibnterrogator.
"They deposited the money in Euros in the foreign exchange department of my bank and got in rupees:
All of them sat up. "Aha you got money from abroad" remarked one quizzer. " What sort of organization was that"
"It was a media organization. I worked as am journalist"
The words "Media" and "Journalist" jolted them as if they had been hit by some million volts of current. "Sale ko UAPA mein bandh karo" one cop whispered to another.
"Before t they could take any steps I quickly said " Not just my aunt but I regularly get calls fromn relatives who are param andhbhakts"
"Well, that is a mitigqating factor" said one of the cops, "But I we are sure whether that would be enough to ignore the fact that you have an aunt somewhere near Canada"
"One aunt but many bhakt relative. One of them even writes Bhakti poetry about the Great Leader And gets it sung hopelessly out of tune by a guy on yOUTUBE " I said.
The cops relaxed and one of them even smiled.
"That is all, thank you said: a cop in mufti as they prfepared to leave.
But me and my big mouth. It always gets me in trouble.
"May I ask you a question" I said,
The cops stopped as their faces turned as red as the rear orifice of a female rhesus monkey in heat.
"He wantas to ask quesations " screamed one of them who seemed to be the leader of the team. :Nab him!!! Lock him up under UAPA!!|. They fell on me together.
I wokem up drenched in sweat as the newspaper fell from my lap, This is just the kind of nightmare one is likely to have when nodding off while reading the newspaper.

 

Vijima as Viswa says, thaqnk God it was only a dream.

 

Dear Viswa, yues thank God it is a dreamk but for many it has become a real nightmare for many under the present dispensation. As for mmy aunt visiting me, much as she would love to, she is too old and sick to travel. thank God for that again.

 

Hariji kust ignorewhat is happening around you, chantJai Shri Ram and then sab changa si.

 

Hariji kust ignorewhat is happening around you, chantJai Shri Ram and then sab changa si.