Mossad by Michael Bar-Zohar & Nishim Mishal


A book I bought over a year ago, read first few chapters, and then it inevitably ended up in my pile of unfinished books, or what I call "The pile of shame & guilt". Lockdown finally gave me an opportunity to finish it. Oh what gem I had been missing out on! 

Israel -- a country that epitomises justice, patriotism, and protection of its own. The perseverance of this one race never ceases to amaze me. As if the Holocaust wasn't ordeal enough, now they are fighting another war. War against radical terrorism. And yet this one nation freezes bloods of those radical pigs. This one nation that always avenges its people. I have heard stories from veteran special forces people (albeit unofficially) how Mossad can give other top secret service agencies run for their money. They don't need to write tales of Jason Bourne or James Bond. The real life accounts of Mossad is even more thrilling than their fictitious counterpart. How they evacuated an undercover operative on the brink of getting caught in Iraq or how they abducted and smuggled heinous Nazi war criminal Adolf Eichmann from his very home in Argentina will leave you flabbergasted. Not to mention the infamous Munich Olympic event and how they hunted down every single terrorist of Black September group and executed them. Or how they destroyed a nuclear reactor in Syria and assassinated its mastermind. Behind enemy lines. I cried reading about the ordeals of Ethiopian Jews and how Mossad eventually rescued them. By the end, you will feel nothing but reverence for this amazing nation and the values it stands for. It makes me wonder, what if someday India too will become a nation like this... Well one can always hope.

Nowadays everyone knows of the friendship between the prime ministers of the two nations. Since the establishment of Israel in 1948, its diplomatic chemistry with India has remained mixed albeit cordial. It is of no wonder that our gem of Congress Party has never fully supported the cause of Israel in order to not anger their favourite 'minority' community of India. Apart from that, the ties with the gulf nations and foreign exchange supply (lots of Indian citizens work in those countries) were also critical factors. On the other hand, great nationalist leaders like Veer Savarkar stood by the Jewish people's claim over the Holy Land. A lot has changed since then. The truce between Israel and Egypt, the fall of Saddam, mayhem in Syria, and the birth of another heinous terrorist group. However, Iran still remains the sworn archenemy of Israel. 

Many people argue that 2014's Gaza bombing incident was against every humanitarian rights on Isarael's part. I am not sure where I stand in this regard. As much as I hate radical terrorism, I don't believe in murdering the innocents; especially women and children. What's the difference between THEM and US if we end up doing the very same thing we condemn them for? However, this book does not talk about that chapter in the history of Israel but it does shed some light on what might have possibly led them to take such drastic measures. It is not easy being the only Jewish country in the middle east, surrounded by a bunch of fanatical basket cases.

In 2007 at the first Jewish-Hindu interfaith leadership summit held in New Delhi the then Chief Rabbi of Israel Yona Metzger said, "Jews have lived in India for over 2000 years and have never been discriminated against. This is something unparalleled in human history."

As a Hindu nationalist I couldn't be prouder of my nation.


These days I am fantasizing about Jewish elite commandos breaking down the door of my bedroom and sweeping me off my feet. The number of soldiers usually varies. Blame it on the lockdown. I am bored and very lonely. Not to mention, all this alone time with spiritual quest has made my imagination even more fertile. It's not my fault that reading about Jewish snipers shooting the head off of some radical military officer right in the middle of his fucking celebration tuns me on more than some vanilla love story by Nicholas Sparks.



p.s. A year back I was watching a live debate show between Israeli minister of Education and a self-proclaimed human rights worker of Palestinian origin. The way the minister stomped his opponent in his most nonchalant gentlemanly manner was a sight to behold.



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