Osama just called. He was very happy with our efforts - he said India had single-handedly defied the United Nations ban on flights to Afghanistan. Sometimes I think India would make a very good Muslim country. Sometimes I think America would make a very good Muslim country. Actually, sometimes I think even Pakistan would make a very good Muslim country.
Osama asked about Ibrahim, and I told him my brother has been a bit sad. There had been a funny guy on board the plane Ibrahim hijacked; a Nepali. That was funny, Osama agreed. No, no, what I meant was that that the guy had boarded the Indian Airlines flight because the food was good. Again Osama agreed, that was funny. So I had to clarify that the guy used to be a comedian in Nepali films, and then became a businessman because he was too fat. So they made him eat rotis dipped in water during the week of the hijacking.
Ibrahim liked him, and wanted to elope to Afghanistan with him. Apparently, the Indian Government got wind of this, and so put out the story that the Nepali was one of the hijackers who was also an underworld figure. What imagination, Osama said, the RAW should let its guys write for Jaal.
Anyway, the Nepali declined after he saw what Ibrahim and his boys did to one of the newlywed grooms on board. He was afraid that at the very least, a botched circumcision attempt would leave him one-eyed.
Speaking of one-eyed men, I asked Osama if it were true that he was married to the daughter of Mullah Omar, the cyclops who is the head of the Islamic Emirates of Afghanistan. He said there was a misunderstanding. I asked what was the misunderstanding - was he or wasn't he boning in Afghanistan? He said: "How do you think Mullah Omar became one-eyed?"
Anyway, enough for now. I have a plane to catch; Ibrahim and I are going to Nepal.