Pakistan walked along the narrow streets of Islamabad which were half destroyed because of India and poverty, the streets were filled with noise and the stalls with different spices, an Eastern country after all, all the people were happy and it seemed that nothing could go wrong, but the bombing from India could start at any moment, with this thought Pakistan sat down on a distant bench which was half destroyed and rotten, and Pakistan plunged into her own thoughts

Pakistan: damned India….