Spy From Pakistan

Gen. Bajwa was walking into the secret house far from his city palace. The notable names of the Pakistan army were waiting for him in that room. He sat down in the centre chair reserved for him. A young sepoy handed him a drink. Bajwa had an awkward glance where their eyes locked for a moment. His initial instinct asked to send the sepoy out. But he decided against it. 

"Okay, let us get started", ordered Bajwa, and his mobile started ringing.

He picked to see who it was, and it was his wife. 

"I asked you to have jammers", shouted Bajwa.

"Sir, we need the spy to communicate. We cannot jam", replied Brigadier Raheel.

Bajwa walked a few feet away to have the call. 

"I came on an official business.",  were the first words from Bajwa.

There was a silence in the room as Bajwa heard his wife talking on the other side.

"No woman here in the room. All officers of the army."

Another moment of silence.

"Okay, I will come back quickly. No young sepoys here", Bajwa lied and disconnected the call.

"Okay, let us get started", said Bajwa, in a requesting tone this time.

The officer switched on the computer monitor and placed a video call. 

The person on the other side picked up the call.

"Good Morning, General", said a woman.

"There is our asset", said proudly, Brigadier Raheel.

"Let me show you the headquarters of the Indian Army in Kashmir", said the woman.

They were all glued to the screens as the camera turned away from the woman.

The camera started showing grounds of open space with weapons on all sides. There were tankers, helicopters, missile launchers etc. They all got super excited seeing all of that. 

"Can we ask her to pause? I want to discuss", said Bajwa.

"It is getting recorded as she telecasts. We can see any number of times. Please tell us what you want to say", said Brigadier Raheel.

"Can we get GPS of the location?" asked Bajwa.

"She will send that soon, sir", replied Brigadier Raheel.

They all continued watching the video. The sepoy walked in to refill the glasses, and the sepoy's eyes opened in wonder, seeing what was going on the screen. None of the group noticed the sepoy as their eyes were glued to the screens. 

The video now showed a room. The room had the lights switched off. It was all dark at the start, and as the video progressed, they started to see courtesy night vision light. As moments passed, Bajwa started getting impatient.

"What the hell is this?" asked Bajwa.

Silence from everyone.

"Why is she showing us this?"

Again, complete silence.

"Answer me", Bajwa shouted.

"It is your room", said the sepoy.

"What? What are you blabbering?" Bajwa shreiked louder.

The video started showing people on the screen. It was the face of a young man. His naked body was vibrating as his hips were moving. The video slowly came down a little. Now they could see a man on all his fours with his face on the pillow and the butt near the moving hips of the sepoy. The people in the room could not make out who they were.

Bajwa hurriedly said, "Stop it. Stop the streaming." 

"Sir, this is from our spy. There should be some reason for the clip", said Brigadier Raheel.

"No, you stupid. Can't you understand? This video is not from India. But, this is all done in our backyard."

"What?"

Bajwa went back into the stream and paused where they saw the weaponry.

"See that. What do you see?" asked Bajwa, pointing to one of the tankers.

"Pakistan flag", replied Raheel.

"This is our army headquarters. That was why the sepoy exclaimed when it came on screen. He realised it was ours", shouted Bajwa.

They all turned to the sepoy, and he nodded to confirm.

Raheel then signalled the sepoy to leave to save them from further embarrassment. 

They went through the whole video again until the point of seeing the naked sepoy. Bajwa paused the video and did not let anyone move forward.

"What does this mean?" asked Bajwa.

"She is an Indian spy. She lied to us and got all significant intelligence", replied Raheel.

"Let us see what happens next. We might get to know who helped the spy", requested Raheel.

"No. Enough of this stupidity. Delete all files of the clip. No one sees any of this", ordered Bajwa and left after he saw the team deleting all files.

As Bajwa was leaving, the sepoy escorted him to the car.

Bajwa asked, "How come no one in the room recognised our base, and you did?"

"My primary work is to be an army man."

"What about others?"

"Doing politics, and making sure PM is following your orders", replied the sepoy.

But that was my duty, thought Bajwa to himself. 

Bajwa got into his car. As he turned and saw the sepoy, he noticed the sepoy was crying.

"This man is crying for his country. He is worried about the secrets reaching the enemy. A true patriot", thought Bajwa and said, "Don't worry, man. We will find a way to control the damage for the army."

"I am not crying for that", said the sepoy.

"Then, why are you crying?" asked Bajwa.

"You promised I am the only one for you. But I just saw you naked with my brother."

Bajwa quickly signalled his driver to take the car out.