Molana Reached U.S
Molana in the plane eating with the others:
"Bigger plates you get in jail.......Right? Molana......."
Molana eating up his food as the air hostess passes making her scarf. Cigar calls her casually with an 'excuse me' and whispers in her air.
"Can you tell me please where the toilet is?"
"Yeah! Ummm....Of course...."
"This joker talks a lot Molana!"
"I am sorry for his....Ummmm...."
"It's okay! Just be careful....I am here just cause you told me to or else I left army to be at peace in my life and be a normal hostess."
It has photos of cars and was a red glass in it. Molana took the glass and started looking at the papers through that one by one. It was hideously written.
"First of all I don't like this working like this I mean kind of undercover Molana? This plane is clear, and when I was serving in the economy class there was none suspicious and one thing else....."
"Do you really don't remember anything cause it looks like that!"
"I don't remember, what I don't remember, what does that mean?"
Cigar now asleep and finally the plane landed as everyone got out of the plane safe, going out the airport a car was waiting for them.
"Ah! Molana, still wear those black socks! And you have your nice looking black moustache......remember what you used to say? We're are not one of those bastard Wahhabis? Ha! Ha! We are the clean and pure Sunnis! Barelvi! Not even Shia......Do you not remember anything?"
"What are you talking about? James?"
"Huh? Well, welcome to the U.S.A Molana!"
"See got a limo for you this time."
"Where to now? Remember the base!"
"Of course, I do!
"Molana, do you remember what we did, I mean what you did? What happened? Anything? And do you really trust these people back there?"
"I do? James and I don't know what have got into you guys? But I remember, at a time, we worked for the army and then we started to sell weapons, cause we thought, why not earn by the War, then to fight for the War."
"Driver, rubbing his eyes, it's okay! It's, it's okay! Alright then base it is...."