Note: This story is pure fiction and nothing more than a figment of a bored bloggers imagination. The story will be updated and other parts will be added to it in the blog section at - http://www.light.sajha.com/guild/read.cfm?guildid=414 PART 1 - The Mission Department of Military Intelligence, Jungi Adda, Kathmandu -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Captain Deepak reached work 15 minutes early that morning. An orderly delivered a cup of tea along with his mail and some files. The pile of papers included a copy of The Rising Nepal and the previous day's Times of India and a new edition of Jane's Defence Weekly. The Times of India was published from Delhi and came in each evening via the afternoon Delhi-Kathmandu flight of Royal Nepal Airline and was made available only the next morning. The latest issue of Janes first came to the General's office, who after exercising his first rights, which usually meant marveling at the new fighters the Swedes or French had designed, would send it off to the Colonel's office. The Colonel would then extract his worth of the magazine, and when done, send it over to Deepak's office. By the time it got to Deepak's office, and a lot of the times it never did, it would usually have the markings of a tea-stained cup on the cover or a torn out page in the cover story section. Perhaps the work of the General's war-crazy 7-year old grandson or the Colonel's military hardware fanatic 19-year old boy. Read more here - http://www.light.sajha.com/guild/read.cfm?guildid=414