"I'd rather be a martyr than a traitor..."Now for the anti-climax...
Those were the words of my superior, on that fateful night, when we were to support our friends working behind enemy lines. We had received their message in the morning, followed by a briefing on what was to be our tasks for the day. We realized the gravity of the situation as the voice crackled over the radio, explaining grimly the tough resistance that they were facing. We were to wait for their orders and if need be, provide cover with artillery fire.
With Chrismas coming near, the festive season was in full bloom. But we were not a part of it, even though we'd want to. As if reading my mind, he said to me "I'd rather be a martyr than a traitor...". The words stuck to my mind and I steeled my resolve. So be it....Sgt. Asrit's war-journal entry dated 14-Dec-05.
Although those were the actual words of my boss, things aren't that heroic. This morning, we received an e-mail from our onsite co-ordinator that the system wasn't working as expected, followed by a telecon and a meeting to discuss the agenda for the day. While the rest of the team prepared to go for the project-party, we were to stay back and provide 'support' to onsite.
Had it not been for my boss, I would have turned traitor by now ...
(Note: Sgt Asrit is my alter-ego and since we share the same imagination, we're in constant touch with each other)
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