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Under the Nose

Assalamalaikum, Dear Readers! May you be blessed with an absolute sense of loyalty and responsibility:

In my last post I mentioned about some criminal negligence of our security institutions,either private civil or retired armed forces, at some points. Today I want to point out some dreadful, in actual, and very common, in apparent, security lapse by civil Intelligence institution headed directly by Government. Yes I am certainly talking about Intelligence Bureau or IB.

Dear readers, as we all have read, heard and viewed about a Foreign couple from Canada/US kidnap story but we don't actually know about the facilitators in this act. The guy who reportedly trapped them to Haqqani's was unnoticed in the area or the same case may be with this family. Only being tourist is not enough for being in such messy area. Any way precaution is always better than operation  The law says that any alien in any vicinity has to be checked, observed and got registered in the concerning Police station or any such relevant public office. 

The prevalent practice is on contrary, in the vicinity of Islamabad I am talking about, and the aliens or newcomers are not only ignored but they are welcomed by greedy house lenders and land owners, without any proper attestation or checks. These house owners are pleased to have any some well paying tenant whether one is associated with whatever business or job. It's the township directly administered by Intelligence Bureau. No doubt, Capital Police mobiles keep on the surveillance of the largely expanded area that lies between the boundaries of Rawalpindi and Islamabad. But this surveillance carries no importance if the residents are strangers and not registered as tenants.

It has been IB's regular practice to poke her nose in anybody's matter who ever confronts about any social or political stances of the Government, even their on Members of National Assembly are not safe out of IB's clutches. Their phone calls have been taped, their activities being recorded and their private life becomes an Arena show for these so-called Intelligence personnel who don't even know who live in their administered societies and what's going on around. They are so busy in doing malafide acts in accordance with Government's fake duties to support few culprits in high seats, that they are unable even to smell Under The Nose whether the mustaches are being burned or plucked. 

The house owners are treating their tenants as source of income only and on an under valued stamp paper they make an agreement signed by both parties only. For witness property dealers put their fake signs and deal is done. As we have faced disaster and  observed very tough time in the past while vacating Behria Town from CIA and Black water people, we should have learnt about this ill practice by our greedy estate dealing community, but unfortunately we did not learn any lesson. As a lay man I am worried about my own life security and safety of other things but I also feel for my innocent and illiterate people who pay taxes in order to breed such security institutions. What, if such a heavily paid institution like Intelligence Bureau is unable to smell under it's own nose ....... 

         

      

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