Fixed Match Ends( Amanullah Khan Ayubi)



In what can only be described as the worst war in modern history, Iran and Israel went head to head for 12 days in a fiery showdown that left the world gasping, not just from the smoke, but from the sheer absurdity of it all.


It began with a bang. Israel, clearly in no mood for diplomacy, unleashed a full-force attack on Iran, targeting nuclear scientists and top military high-ups with pin-point precision, like a kid finally using his toy drone for something serious. The world watched, some in horror, others as a Bollywood movie in which Amitabh Bachan and Soneel Shetty destroy military installations of ours.


But Iran, never the one to stay quiet, responded like an angry uncle at a wedding. With surprising agility, Iranian forces not only retaliated but managed to do the unthinkable; they disabled Israel’s prized James Air Defense System (some say it’s a typo for “Iron Dome” but who’s checking?), struck the Mossad Headquarters, and turned several Israeli military installations into fancy bonfire sites.


For twelve intense days, the two nations played ping-pong with missiles. Civilians prayed, social media thrived, news anchors ran out of adjectives, and conspiracy theorists finally felt relevant. Meanwhile, the rest of the world took sides like it was a cricket final. China, Russia, Turkey, and Pakistan were seen cheering for Iran, while the US, UK, France, and Germany backed Israel with official statements, military intelligence, and emojis of support.


Then came the surprise entry of America’s stealth bombers, aimed at Iran’s nuclear sites. Unfortunately for them, the sites remained untouched either due to Iran’s new camouflage technology or because someone forgot to update the coordinates on Google Maps.


Iran, in classic dramatic fashion, fired back and hit a US airbase in Qatar. Now, Qatar, the otherwise neutral host of World Cups and conferences – suddenly found itself in the line of fire. Furious, Qatar shouted, “This is a violation of sovereignty!” but before things could escalate into a diplomatic rap battle, familiar face jumped into the ring.


Yes, ladies and gentlemen, Donald Trump, back from his exile of social media bans and golfing holidays, roared, tweeted and declared:


 “No more wars! Both of you, sit down. You're making oil expensive, and I have voters to impress!”


And just like that, a ceasefire was signed on what looked suspiciously like a golf scorecard.


The war ended with no clear winner unless you count the global weapons industry or meme-makers. Iran suffered losses but proved it’s not to be trifled with. Israel got to show off its strength but faced surprise punches it didn’t expect. America got involved and got bruised. Qatar got mentioned more than ever before not for football, but for fireworks. And Trump? He walked away with the title “Peacemaker of the Year”  self-declared, naturally.


In the end, both Iran and Israel learned a valuable lesson: War is like a fixed match, expensive, dramatic, and pointless. It wrecks economies, endangers lives, and only benefits arms dealers and breaking-news channels.


So, for now, the world breathes a sigh of relief… until the next “fixed match” begins.