Long Live The Messiah

A diplomat of a super power, an agent of their topmost secret agency, a handsome man or a sexy woman, devotes his time in studying what are the weaknesses of topmost generals, wealth, wine or woman? Or otherwise all the three worst woes! Well mannered, well dressed and well versant in the local languages, he (or she) knows all the problems of the country whether political, economic or social. He knows the politicians who are too corrupt and he knows what to exploit in a nation of illiterate ignorant people. He helps the corrupt politicians to be more corrupt. He works to grow restlessness in the people and he works to pollute all the institutions of the country, whether its legislature, judiciary or executive. He promotes religious, regional and ethnic disputes. He purchases talk shows of the media, he purchases sermons of the churches, mosques and the temples, he purchase writes of the writers, poetry of the poets, and conscience of the judiciary. Finally he selects the weakest general meets the foolish man and tells him all other generals are ready for a military coup except You the Great! One by one he purchases almost all the generals, the politicians, scholars and the journalists and even the head of the judiciary. They all bring the innocent men on the roads to give their lives for the son of a Junior Commissioned Officer, to make his sons a feudal, or one of the top industrialists. In a dark night army starts marching on the roads of their own nation. Broadcasting houses and telecasting centers are captured, legislature is dissolved, constitution is either smashed or suspended and people this time come on the roads with the slogans, Long live the Messiah! After a decade the people poking their leprosy realize he is not a Messiah! The leprosy is still there. I regret their short memory! Having lost their fingers in leprosy soon, but this time poking the leprosy with a dirty straw they come again on the roads, with the same old slogan, Long live the Messiah!