The Economist recently published an image in their August 16th issue which was a perfect reflection of the emotional roller coaster faced by General Pervaiz Musharraf and his feeble attempt to remain in power by a thin thread.
Last week the Supreme Court of Pakistan handed him yet another lethal blow by nullifying all agreements that were made between the Army and Sharif’s hence allowing the duo back into the country. While the entire country celebrated, it literally shook the Presidency including the lady in Abu Dhabi who may have gotten a bone chilling reminder that the Army has for the umpteenth time taken the Bhutto family on a roller coaster to disaster.
The Sharif Duo may apparently be celebrating the Supreme Court verdict but I suspect they are at the moment facing a critical decision of their life to either return like heroes and face the corruption cases against them (which have a definite consequences) or stay over in Saudi Arabia in peace but be labeled as cowards.
Musharraf is most definitely nearing his end, since March of this year things have progressively nose dived, each time people said he might recover but every month he continues to get into deeper shit, he has tried practically everything and anything compromising any and all of his principles just an attempt to save his position of power, and practically all moves have blown right in his face.
Its either fate, or the Curse of 64 that is dragging him to disaster but whatever be the reason he has come up to yet another dilemma which will make his re-election to the Presidency even more difficult.
The moment Musharraf realizes that he cannot manipulate the Constitution to re-elect himself to the President House that same midnight you will see him hop on a chartered plain scampering to a foreign land (most likely the US) seeking a self exile and never to return to the country he so proudly called “My Country”. The following day Pakistan will see a desperate chaos and a mad policial frenzy to grab the vacant Presidential throne, but the people of Pakistan might indeed celebrate the end of an era which they would definitely like to put behind them.
The Sharif family has been served with a a life saving decision by the judiciary literally opening the doors for their return from exile. The entire city of Lahore is jubilant and Punjab will most likely accord them a heroic welcome which will have the energy to gather enough seats to be a definite force in the elections. For the past few days the family was heavily considering their return, not because if they want to, but are concerned because of an active and volatile Supreme Court which may open up some old cases which had better been left sealed till eternity.
Hence the dilemma facing to the two Ganjas is to either risk living a life in Jail or enjoy a peaceful life in exile. Reports have continued to pour in all major newspapers that they might return before Ramadan (Sept 10) but to be honest its still a long way and one can always have second thoughts. In case they don’t show up it will be a political suicide forever. Time to Call the Bluff
Mohtrama Benazir Bhutto has without doubt been taken for a ride yet again courtesy the Army, her emotions hovered from despair, confusion and jubilation when finally Musharraf came knocking at her door for a ‘deal’. She danced gleefully across the world media, rounding up a new wardrobe and tons of age-reducing makeup to prepare for the premiership. She believed that with Musharraf backing her up, she could waltz in and take over the country for a third time lucky. Benazir was aware that such a deal had definitely damaged her local support within Pakistan, but how could she miss a perfect opportunity when it came knocking on her door, after all its business and emotions rarely mattered.
Without doubt Benazir had committed political suicide the day there was confirmed reports of an understanding in Abu Dhabi between two arch rivals, but this week it may have actually dawned on her the implications of having gone behind everyones back to have reached such an understanding.