The Character Salahuddin Ayubi

A random morning 8 : 00, Mr Bee and Officer Swan sitting at a table for two at a cafe having tea with some biscuits:

Mr Bee looking at the newspaper while Officer Swan at the other side of the table enjoying biscuits, "According to a news article there is a place called Guantanamo, a detention camp,a place where the men with the 9/11 trial are put into custody torture and etc."

"Hmmm…I've heard about it."

"Don't you think it is wrong, I mean innocent Muslims are being torture there may be one's too who don't even know about 9/11."

"Yeah! Probably! And by the way every clever man knows exactly that 9/11 was done by the U.S, itself but what can we do about it….nothing."

"Yeah! Only if there was a man like Salahuddin Ayubi or Saladin,he would have fought against them and every innocent man or women were to be released and the soldiers who do the torture,he would have smashed them like puff…."

"Let me just save my babies!"

Mr Bee attitude changes into a warrior's one as he smashes his fist onto the table, "Asalam O Alaikum you okay?"

"Yeah! Sir! Can I get the paper?"

"You mean this one?..... Guantanamo Jail and Afia Siddique. Muslim women…..in carswell....86 years jail…..innocent...."

"Oh damn!"

"Enough!"

"Sir! Is everything fine?"

"Nothing is fine,we have to do something about it….a war is the need of the time…."

The fat shopkeeper yells "Hey! Looks like someone has spend a lot of time on PUBG,however now stop it you are threatening the customers and the children too."

"What did you say to me?"

Officer Swan stood up to make him sit with him so that they can talk calmly, "Look! Sir now that we have sat down, I have to tell you something,this is not the Muslims government okay! And the news you read we can do nothing about it today."

Officer Swan again eating some biscuits and taking some sips of the tea. Mr Bee looking at officer shaming at him, "This is ridiculous! Our Muslim's daughter Afia Siddique is in jail! Muslims are being tortured at the jail…whatever it's name was or is…and you are enjoying biscuits here."

"Because I can do nothing the president is responsible for all this Mr Trump can you do something to him "No" can you threaten him "No"...what do you think you will be sitting here playing with you'r long beard and president will come to you to say sorry and so that you can make him release those innocent men including Afia Siddique.….huh!."

Suddenly everyone stands up yelling and surprised as what they were seeing they couldn't believe,Mr Trump had arrived to buy a cup of tea for himself in the morning.

Officer Swan biscuit fell from his hand as he watched him while also looking at Mr Bee's condition. Mr Bee taking his gun out and moving at the president, "You! Rascal!."

"No ….No…..No!"

Officer Swan suddenly swallowed something in his mouth and took him out of the cafe as in the crowd the president hadn't been able to hear anything.

Mr Bee out of the cafe at a very long distance breathing heavily after Officer Swan letting him free."

"Have you gone crazy!"

"Why did you stopped me from killing this rascal?"

"Don't you understand that rascal has it all.…the army the bull dogs….control over the agencies and all and what do you think if you'll kill him everything will be okay,No! If you kill him anyone else will take his place and will continue the same hippocrates and more Muslims will be destroyed on behalf of what you did or were going to do."

"Then! What can we do?"

"There is only one thing making the connections through Muslim worlds strong and that can only be done by the presidents of the Muslim Countries….if we will choose the righteous one's.…none will be able to stop us so that is what we are supposed to do and apart from that we should calmly and gently try to raise our voices for Afia Siddique and such people but pointing at someone or behaving like this will do nothing in todays era,yeah we should work and we should take the life of the Great Saladdin as an example for us but the way is to be according to today's era and again I agree that we should raise our voice for her and people like her."

"Maybe You'r right! Let's just hope for better and try a possible way to raise our voice for Afia Siddique and people like her!"

"Yeah!"

"But for now let me kill this rascal!"

"No! No!"

Suddenly a football was kicked by a kid and it hit exactly to Mr Bee's forehead. Mr Bee head bings again and finally puts his gun back again, "Oh damn! My head!"

"Bee…..you okay? Mr Bee!"

"Yeah! Yeah! I am okay…so…an eye opening conversation was it?"

"Yeah! Of course...."