Ab Tera Kya Hoga Kaaliya

A classic dialog from Sanju baba's Naam: Yeh One way street hain; yahan sab aate apne marzi se hain par jaate Don ki marzi se.

The controversy of the Dawood and the confusion within the D gang seems to be getting interesting by the day.
It all started when Dawoods men heard strange voices taking the Bhai's phone and asking for thier name n number so that Bhai could call back. This led to the speculation that Dawood, Tiger Memon and Chotta Shakeel were in the hands of ISI while Anees is on the run.

Then the ISI denied this and said Dawood was in Kazakhistan. The kahakiztan embassy has vehemently refuted this as a media coverage with no substantial evidence.
For quite a few years now India has been claiming that Dawood has a house in Dubai (surprisngly called the White house) and one in karachi where is based in. He is supposed to be operating from karachi as well as from North Wazaristan on the border.
Pakistan has been refuting India's claim of Dawoods existence in Pakistan.
This certainly seems to be an ISI operation, as President Musharraf would not like Dawood to be caught in pakistan if there is any huge lockdown on the terrorists as his words are at stake.

This could go many ways:
ISI might move him out of Pakistan to a safer haven and refute that he ever came to Pak.
ISI could eliminate him and take over all his property and bank balance in pakistan.
They would not want to hand him alive to the Interpol, Indian agencies or the US forces as he holds the key to a lot of political activities including the Mumbai Bomb blasts that led to his exodus.
To a large extent the Indian politicians may not want him to be captured as he could disclose a lot of political nexus with the underworld.

RAW and IB can only hope to get more info on his possibility of still being alive and how his operations would go.
This certainly could be a big blow to the Mumbai underworld as it could now dis-integrate as each of his lieutenant tries to build thier own gangs and territory.
But as for the Bhai, Ab tera kya hoga kaaliya!!!!

One slip
- Pink Floyd

A restless eye across a weary room
a glazed look and I was on the road to ruin
the music played and played as we whirled without end
no hint, no word her honour to defend

I will, I will, she sighed to my request
and then she tossed her mane while my resolve was put
to the test
then drowned in desire, our souls on fire
I led the way to the funeral pyre
and without a thought of the consequence
I gave in to my decadence

one slip, and down the hole we fall
it seems to take no time at all
a momentary lapse of reason
that binds a life for life
a small regret, you won't forget
there'll be no sleep in here tonight

was it love, or was it the idea of being in love?
or was it the hand of fate, that seemed to fit just
like a glove?
the moment slipped by and soon the seeds were sown
the year grew late and neither one wanted to remain
alone

one slip, and down the hole we fall
it seems to take no time at all
a momentary lapse of reason
that binds a life to a life
the one regret, you will never forget
there'll be no sleep in here tonight
one slip...one slip...