The Cat and the Mouse if people were to be judged by the words of their mouth some politicians should be tied with cords and then hung This is unbelievable, a man noted for a very sharp tongue and a very busy pen couldn’t write or speak. He just sat down there motionlessly, staring at the people who were all screaming at him and urging him to talk as if, they were a blank space, it was as if he could see right through them. In a manner of speaking, his mind doesn’t seem to be able to translate what was happening, it was as if he had been hypnotised. Yet the real person in him would not have allowed the pompous politician to have the last say, but yet he couldn’t do anything or worse say anything. It seemed as if his mode of communication had seized to function. As the pompous and proud senator made for his exit, A voice which seemed unperturbed in whatever way, came from the same man that looked as cold as a stone some minutes earlier. You don’t suppose were done here? or did you, Senator? asked the ever vibrant journalist. Y...ES I thought that was all for the day answered the Senator in a tone that sent a message to all that were present that he was in an obvious shock to hear the voice of the pesky journalist. On the contrary...Senator, not quite, I just took time to see the bird rejoice over a seed found in a cage said the Journalist smiling and adjusting his seat. Youd better not be talking to me, Mr man, do you know who I am? screamed the Senator trying to gain his confidence back, Definitely not the American President, or I wouldn’t waste my time interviewing you said the Journalist calmly, Youd better mind your tongue boy!!! said the Politician threatening and cursing under his breath. Well sir! I didn’t mean it that way, its just that as the case seem, politics is a game of diplomacy, i.e. a little bit of truth and a little bit of lie, and if I may sir, I might like to add that politics the way you play it is nothing but deception, pure and simple. said the Journalist in a rather smooth manner. The crowd that were watching the interview were fuelling up, they wanted to scream. The politician seemed wordless for the very first time in the conversation, it was as if he had been stricken by lightening, he stood there utterly confused and clueless on what else to say to save his pride. Sir, I hope I wouldn’t be too rude to offer to you my most humble and sincere opinion, men like you are just jokers, you know nothing about governance, all you want to do is enrich your pockets and care less about who or what you have to get rid of, in order to achieve your goal, I cant believe that I have wasted my time and resources in coming to this place, you are so pitiful, it is only men like you that would end up giving us different agendas for the enrichments of your pockets and your family, you cook up all sorts of things in a bid to make sense only to realise that you had said nonsense said the Journalist angrily BOY! you are crazy! stupid..... because I gave you the chance to interview me, now you are using it against me uh? you are so dead...... screamed the Senator in frustration Sir, you might want to hold your tongue, because you are in front of your amiable followers and the most philosophical of voters. I don’t have time for this. The Journalist packed up his things and left the scene.
Posted on: Wed, 12 Nov 2014 05:00:13 +0000
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