Bangistan Page #3

The Americans are sneaky and deceitful.

They murdered our dear cousin Osama in cold blood.

This is our opportunity to take Al Kaam-Tamaam beyond Al Qaeda...

And replace cousin Osama!

What is the way forward?

Hey Guruji... Hey Guruji!

In life or death...

I seek refuge with him.

I'm off to meet him...

The one and only Guruji!

My heart beats only for him...

The one and only Guruji!

Hey Guru!

My humble greetings to you, Guruji!

This is a dream come true. What a party you have established...

Maa ka Dal.

I am merely the founder.

It is the workers who bring glory to the party.

You speak with the sincerity of angels!

6 September, 1992!

Were you there? What a speech! Building the nation! Uniting all Hindus!

Jasmines, Roses, Lilies, Tulips and Marigolds...

Many flowers, all united in one garland!

You heard me speak that day?

Not just 6 September! 27 February 2002. 8 April 2006, 29 December 2008...

I have attended all your speeches!

Your words are inspirational like heroic poetry!

Like pointed arrows that pierce the heart!

They ignite the audience's passions...

Inflame their souls... Spur them into action!

Your speeches always inspire me to beat up at least three or four enemies!

Guruji, we've found our man!

He can't handle this. He only beat up three or four enemies.

Guruji has picked this man himself!

Our party is under threat and this man will now save us.

Guruji... are we really in peril?

The Imam is ready to embrace the enemy.

He is laying our Muslim brothers' sacrifices to waste.

Instead, he intends to fly birds of peace!

Just say the word, Guruji. I will raise an army for you.

This battle calls for a conspiracy. Not an army.

But Abba, the Quran asks us to consider everyone brothers and...

We have considered them brothers so far, Hafeez...

But have they returned the sentiment?

So... How was the show yesterday, Praveen?

Great, Guruji!

How many people showed up?

You are meant for much greater things, Praveen Chaturvedi!

Maa ka Dal needs you today to come into power!

Fancy a trip abroad? Abroad?

Poland! There's a beautiful city there...

Krakow.

There, we must establish our might!

One of you must give up your life for this cause.

You must sacrifice yourself!

We must create havoc!

Al Kaam-Tamaam! Al Kaam-Tamaam!

Suicide...

Bomb.

Guruji... bomb!?

This will be your life's greatest and final performance!

Sacrifice is out of the question.

The door to heaven awaits and the key...

Will be presented to one of you.

In heaven, you will find...

Plates full of exotic sweets...

The golden sands of a majestic desert...

And one thousand and one enticing camels!

Fifty one Arab horses...

And seventy two beautiful virgins...

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