It was so crowded that no body was going. But I went and the because was, Imran Bhai invited me. Of course I was septic initially but still went.
When I was gone, he was speeching like no body’s business. His voice was booming. His voice was very…what you call it… echo-friendly. Outside the ground, there was long cues of people.
When I climbed the stage, he told me to sit. After his speech finished, he spoke me if I want to speech. I said I was speechless and could not speak. I needed some body to right it for me.
He laughed and we started chat.
"You look so fit even today. Do you still exorcise?" I questioned. He laughed like nobody’s business.
He teached me much things about politics. He thinks about the pour people of our country, says we need a brake from the Zardaris and Musharrafs.
He has a big aim in life – to be the President of Pakistan. Very aimbitious man… or is it amphibious? Whoever. Please beer with me on that.
I asked him "How you manage duel role – cricket and politics? What if you are defeat?"
He said like cricket, wins and loos are part of politics. Then he spoke something I did not understood.
He said we should be men of high principal.
Now in my school, our principal was a small tall man. That is not my faultness, I did not appoint he. So is it my blame if I don’t had high principal?
Will meet him next in his berth day party. Will ask him to clearify it.