Dora-nichov POV

July 4th, 1996

Moscow, Russia

Sometimes I saw the sky, then I realized my real thing in Tajikistan: the human rights. Boris Yeltsin, the President of Russia, was the man Bill Clinton always called: "The winer!" (not "the winner"), and that were the truth. But with a President of alcoholism as Yeltsin, he was also very real techniques.

Vladimir Putin: Today is very special. The United States of America independence's day, and also is the day of Boris Yeltsin.

Me: President Boris Yeltsin huh? I think we should return back to Tajikistan.

Vladimir Putin: Look at you, Nichov. I think you will have more chance to bring the peace in Tajikistan.

Me: May be... you right. I was said that, didn't I?

Then I told to El Matadora.

Me: Hey El, you should return back. Yeltsin also want our bring the peace to that nation... and for the world.

El Matadora: You think so?

Me: Right.

El Matadora thought for a while. Then he answered: "You right, Nichov. We need to do somethings for that nation."

Then we called my friends, and they appeared. After few minutes to comment, we agree returned back to Tajikistan. But before that... we would celebrate the independence's day of the United States.

July 7th, 1996

Moscow, Russia

6:30 A.M

We were in Moscow Domodedovo International Airport. At that time we need to go fast and quick, so we jumped into a helicopter and had told the pilot drived us to Dushanbe. Unfortunately, when we just crossed a half miles, we had a situation, so we landed in Ürümqi Diwopu International Airport, Xinjiang. Lucky for us, Xinjiang also had a border with Tajikistan, so we called a taxi driver.

Doraemon and Tom Cat: Hey taxi, TAXI! Come here!

Taxi driver: What do you want to go?

Tom Cat: Go to... Murghob. Hey, you know English, don't you.

Taxi driver: Yeah.

I felt lucky in Xinjiang. But Xinjiang wasn't a good choice for me. The Uyghurs lived in here since 1000 years and they didn't like the Hans. And Wang Dora also was the Han Chinese, so I hoped he wasn't bad to us. Unfortunately, the taxi driver was a Uyghur.

Taxi driver: I drived this car since I was 19 years old. You want to go to Tajikistan, don't you?

Topsy Cat: Yeah yeah. Quickly.

Taxi driver: Do you know Uyghur language?

Wang Dora: Yes, I know. Just nice with me and my friends, OK?

Fortunately, no problem happened to us. And we crossed to Murghob safety. Murghob was the part of Gorno-Badakhshan, and this city were become battlefield since the Gorvernment reconquests here.

Francis Monogram: Oh my God! The Doraemons, what the hell are you doing here?

Dora-rinho: We were in Russia, First Lieutenant.

Francis Monogram: Russia! What are you doing in Russia?

El Matadora: Did you know the Russian Presidential Election?

Francis Monogram: Wow. Boris Yeltsin, Gennady Zyuganov and Alexander Lebed, who won?

Me: Boris Yeltsin.

Francis Monogram: Yeltsin won?

Me: Exactly.

Then we traveled in the street of Murghob. Suddenly, a bomb exploded.

"BBBBBBBBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMM MMMMM!"

The UTO's men. Then one man screamed:

"OSAMA BIN LADEN! We'll give you our gift."

I thought they weren't the UTO only. That was the Al-Qaeda either. The Al-Qaeda captured us and led us into their place. A man appeared and told to us somethings... in Arabic. He felt we were quite laughable, so he does not detain us that kept us sitting out.

12:01 P.M

Murghob, Tajikistan

The attack of the Government's Army has begun. The Al-Qaeda and the UTO woke up and fires back. The battle took place in a vigorously. Because of the arms embargo, so they used whatever weapon is at hand. I could see on the hand they have lots of Chinese rockets smuggled into Tajikistan were they robbed yet. Tom, Butch, Topsy, Jerry, The Doraemons and Francis Monogram told to them about the surrender, again. And their old answer: "No, we're not surrender. Osama Bin Laden is our leader, United Nations's men."

03:00 P.M

The attack were over. Government troops and Al-Qaeda - UTO faction has kick-back represented out of negotiations. At the moment, I said:

"Run away, boys."

We ran away out the battlefield. Then, we took a car and drived to Vanj. Few days later, the Government and Al-Qaeda fought again, so I hunch that Gorno-Badakhshan could hardly peaceful for a long time.

I and friends has traveled to Vanj. What happen with us in Vanj? Read chapter 12. Dora-nichov I says "Hi" to readers.

July 15th, 1996

Vanj, Tajikistan