In the shadowy world of espionage and counter-terrorism, where tension runs high, there sometimes unfolds a story so absurd that it feels straight out of a slapstick comedy. Such was the case with Ahmed and Jamal, two would-be terrorists whose plans were as grandiose as their experience was lacking. Ahmed, the self-proclaimed "mastermind," had devised what he believed to be an infallible plan to plant a bomb and control its detonation remotely via a mobile phone. Jamal, his ever-dubious but loyal friend, had his reservations but went along with the plan, mainly because he was promised fame and glory.
The day of the operation arrived, and after double-checking everything, Ahmed attached his old, trusty mobile phone to the bomb, setting up the trigger to the phone's call function. "No calls," Ahmed warned, "I've set this phone to detonate the bomb when it rings. We'll call it from a safe distance." Jamal nodded, his mind already wandering to the feast they would have to celebrate their success. In a moment of unparalleled foresight, Ahmed turned the phone's volume to maximum, ensuring they wouldn't miss the call. With the bomb and phone setup complete, they retreated to a safe distance, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
However, in a twist of fate, Jamal's mother, oblivious to her son's nefarious plans and concerned why he hadn't answered her calls all day, decided to try calling Ahmed's phone, hoping to reach her son. At that very moment, as Ahmed and Jamal watched from their hideout, waiting for the right time to make their call, Ahmed's phone began to ring with the shrill tone of an Arabic pop song, chosen for its loud and unmistakable sound. The bomb, as meticulously designed, responded to its call to action, exploding prematurely and sending a cloud of smoke and debris into the air, far from their intended target. Amidst the chaos, the only casualty was a nearby pile of garbage, which was scattered spectacularly across the street.
Ahmed and Jamal, in a state of shock, stared at the site of their foiled plan, then at each other, and finally burst into uncontrollable laughter. The absurdity of their defeat by an innocent call from Jamal's mother was too much to bear with a straight face. They slinked away, their dreams of infamy dashed, but with a hilarious story of failure that would stick with them forever. In the end, Ahmed's phone, the unwitting harbinger of their downfall, had not only thwarted their plans but also spared them from a path they were clearly not cut out for, teaching them a lesson in the most unexpected and comical way possible.