The day OSAMA was killed ———— By Rashmi Talwar

With Due apologies to those who lost their near dear ones in 9/11

The day OSAMA was killed ————

By Rashmi Talwar

Noora as Osama in Tere Bin Laden played by Pradhuman Singh

May 2, 5.15 am- Twitter was bursting with news ‘Osama killed!’. The magnitude of ‘Op Geronimo’ in Abbotabad, Pakistan, flushing of the elusive ‘Osama bin laden’was all over cyber space. I slumped into my Shahtabdi Express seat, Mortified! Osama’s end, left me crestfallen. Not that I had any love lost for the ‘world’s most wanted’, but in his death, he had turned the tide against me.
At 4 am before departure to Delhi, It felt like a ‘shoot and scoot’ mission to procure visas for a 9-member ‘Amritsar Sacred Heart Alumni’, headed for its first International tie –up with a sister school –Sacred Heart School (SHS), Lahore, Pakistan. Now, it had turned into ‘ironic’ confetti via CIA’s stealth choppers.

Expletives adorned my tongue in unbridled measure as I muttered -Why was Osama killed in Pakistan? Tora Bora was only a few miles? Why not in hotter months when no one ventures to SA countries? I raved and ranted against this unfairness. Sparing hardly any thought for the lives, Osama had stilled and silenced in 9/11.

Shooing away, the swift waiter’s tray of tea-biscuits, I stuffed a tetra juice, garrisoning a back-pack for a formidable “D-day” at Pak embassy.
Two months of the hardest synchronization on this ‘tie-up’ had caused cramps in my grey cells and bodily tissues seemed to be on a cracking assignment. It was just a few ticks away, I moaned; Why Osama, of the entire ‘world’s dreaded’? God, if sinful Earth was heavy, why couldn’t it be, Hafiz Sayeed or Dawood Abrahim or any other now?

Nearing the journey’s end, I looked up and light dawned. Chalo! Doesn’t it make it easier to tell the group – ‘Osama killed, Visas rejected!’ I sighed purring a ‘Roger -Over and Out’ with a smile, ready to embark on a new self–styled ‘Op Chak De Fatte ’.

Baggage et al, I trooped down to a dhaba, outside Delhi station for a quick bite. A battle of grit and wits needs all strengths covered and fulfilled, I told myself. But soon another awakening donned ‘A stitch in Time saves Nine’. I rushed, even as the waiter held up my order, gave him a beggarly smile. ‘Urgent phone call’ ‘How much, I pay? I muttered. Strangely –He broke into a smile and saluted –App kamyaab hoyenge! In the auto-rikshaw to Embassy, I relished his comment, it added to my damage control plan Op CDF.

I was banking on a rock solid recommendation of a top-notch embassy officer’s wife that can be best explained as –‘Saari Khudai Ek taraf, Aur Jorru ka ‘Bhai’ ek taraf!

Geared with paraphernalia, landed at the embassy to see TV reporters sprawled all over, cramped above single rat-hole window. Heat, luggage and water-bottle in hand, I coursed through to the magic window. ‘NINE! Passports! Madam? Very difficult, Look at these TV crews.
I named someone, and was ushered in, while jotting details on 36 forms, someone asked for an application form, I handed him an extra one and surprisingly, got ‘chicken kathi rolls’ as return gift in a near famished state.

It was nearly 5 PM. Interview called! Interviewee shook his head –Apply now and visas in a month. ‘Does anyone go to Pak in scorching heat of June?’ I asked innocently. Bravely, took his number with Shooter Olympian’s words ringing – ‘It is not Over! Till its Over’. Next morning, Phone answered ‘Madam, bas aa jao’! I rushed, to find all 9 visas ready for Lahore- Nanakana Sahib. Faxed to MEA for foot visa and called the group. Everyone was expectedly –Shocked, dismayed anticipating the worst over post-Osama situation in Pak, till I announced to venture alone. Gradually, all nine pins rolled and we made it to Lahore, surprisingly on a date that read May ‘9’, this year. Perhaps the waiter’s blessings Hit the Target Nine….. Just days later I learnt 340 visa of sikh jatha to Pakistan were rejected.

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31 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by Pooja Mehra on May 19, 2015 at 7:10 PM

    It was such a wndrful trip …….all thanxs to u .

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  2. Posted by Pooja Sood on May 19, 2015 at 7:07 PM

    Rashmi Di , very well written ..x

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  3. Posted by Chand Seth on May 19, 2015 at 7:07 PM

    Well written. Where there is will there is a way.

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  4. Posted by Meenakshi Khosla on May 19, 2015 at 7:07 PM

    Well, I was bearing the sweltering heat, I was famished , I was at embassy ,I was at Dhabha and I was jostling in the queue.. Just, just now I got visa to Pakistan in gravely hit political scenario.

    Such is your art of writing , not only you take the reader with you but also make them feel the toil and hardships you faced. That’s the magic of portrayal of thoughts Rashmi. Wonderful. As always. smile emoticon smile emoticon

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  5. Posted by Rashmi Talwar on May 19, 2015 at 7:06 PM

    Many thanks to those who commented and those who enjoyed the journey … Vee Kay Sharma thanks for sharing the anecdote Harry Rakhraj ji … u always encourage constructively .. blessed indeed

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  6. Posted by Preeti Sharad on May 19, 2015 at 7:06 PM

    wow beautiful

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  7. Posted by Anuja Nanda Malik on May 19, 2015 at 7:05 PM

    Penned down veri well….I can almost relive each moment wid u……u r a beautiful soul rashmi. …..love u loads…..mauhhhh

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  8. Posted by Sangeeta Arora Seth on May 19, 2015 at 7:05 PM

    Superb…u certainly impress ur readers Rush…

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  9. Posted by Mamta Sen on May 19, 2015 at 7:04 PM

    Memories galore! All thanks to your efforts Rashmi

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  10. Posted by Harry Rakhraj on May 19, 2015 at 7:03 PM

    The message or the story is good. But it’s the medium — style and nuance — that gets to me. And that, in my not so humble opinion, is simply superb. At once gripping and magnetic, it’s racy like a runaway train. Deeply impressed.

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  11. Posted by Taru Peshawaria on May 19, 2015 at 7:02 PM

    Rush, It was all your efforts that we could do that trip. It was one of the most memorable trips of my life.

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  12. Posted by Vee Kay Sharma on May 19, 2015 at 7:01 PM

    It is Rashmi and Rashmi all the way!

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  13. Posted by Ridhi Khanna Arora on May 19, 2015 at 7:01 PM

    It was unreal Thn m glad we did it. All thanx to u

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  14. Posted by Kiranjot Kaur on May 19, 2015 at 7:00 PM

    reliving memories smile

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  15. Posted by Vee Kay Sharma on May 19, 2015 at 6:59 PM

    Rashmi, I had a similar experience at Pak Embassy a few years ago when I landed there to seek visa for an old couple and their son.
    I was refused the visa at one go but later I got a call to collect passports embossed with visas and it was done within a span of half an hour.
    As explained by you very vividly and in a very natural way you have proved it that those who take to accomplish their “GOAL”, they achieve it.

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  16. Posted by Ashima Khanna on May 19, 2015 at 6:58 PM

    What a memorable trip everything was against us my little granddaughter sai don’t go but thoroughly enjoyed

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    • Posted by Rashmi Talwar on May 19, 2015 at 6:59 PM

      All that we did was flow with the TIDE Ashima Khanna… and we landed somewhere smile emoticon

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  17. Posted by Autar K Munshi on May 19, 2015 at 6:57 PM

    Rashmi your narrative is very interesting. I also subscribe to this view that God’s ways are mysterious. When you were not sure to get visas finalised due to developments of killing of Osama the waiter in the train gave you indication hum kamyaab hongay. But we realise later that God is great.

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  18. QUIERO CONSEGUIR FOTOS Y VIDEOS DE OSAMA BIN LADEN, VIVO EN MAICO COLOMBIA SUR AMERICA Y ACA NO SE CONSIGUE NADA, TAMBIEN QUIERO LA BANDERA BLANCA Y NEGRA, SI ALGUIEN PUEDE APOYARME GRACIAS, RESPONDER A MI EMAIL

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  19. DESDE SU MUERTE MI CORAZON NO PARA DE LLORAR………

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  20. Posted by Asif Ali on August 26, 2011 at 11:22 AM

    I feel sorry for poor Osama who had to die 3 or 4 times by the hands of America’s Zionist controlled media….

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  21. Posted by daljeet singh on July 18, 2011 at 10:53 AM

    Well written. Loved tyour writings with humor. Learning a lot from you. 🙂

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    • Daljeet Ji ….I find u a v observant and a writer with a unique flair for humor …I try to match ur output …plz give me ur aashirwaad ..!! …..Lolz

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  22. Posted by vivek Mehra on July 17, 2011 at 4:29 PM

    well written! I enjoyed reading it!

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  23. Posted by Harry Rakhraj on July 17, 2011 at 2:45 PM

    We’ve all known days like that! Haven’t we now, Rashmi? Days when apparently nothing…but absolutely nothing…seems to go right..even good ole Osama dying on us. In reality though, things are working to a plan, a plan not readily visible to a mere mortal.

    It’s the angels! Covering the good news with their own dust, ‘Angel Dusting’. How could anything go wrong.!? How cud they (angels) have missed your war-cry ‘Chak de Fatte’!

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    • Dear Harry Ji , Read ur comment several times ..it puzzled me …could u plz solve this riddle for me …Thanks all the same for ur comment and …..ur visit to this blog is heartily welcomed always ….:)))

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      • Posted by Harry Rakhraj on July 18, 2011 at 3:02 PM

        We’ve all known days like that! Haven’t we now, Rashmi? Days when apparently nothing…but absolutely nothing…seems to go right..even good ole Osama dying on us. In reality though, things are working to a plan, a plan not readily visible to a mere mortal.

        It’s the angels! Covering the good news with their own dust, ‘Angel Dusting’. How could anything go wrong.!? How cud they (angels) have missed your war-cry ‘Chak de Fatte’!

        It’s simple, really Rashmi! ”angel dusting”: good news hidden by the gods under seemingly insurmountable series of hurdles!
        Guess my feeble attempt at poetic prose didn’t quite work. Better luck next time, Harry old boy !!
        Thanks for the response, Rashmi. I never miss your blog…it’s good.

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