Journalism student Jameel Yousaf is sitting cross-legged on the floor of the store and leafing through the book. Its price of Rs 1,295 is beyond him. Jameel's bespectacled friend nudges him and mutters, "It's the same old crap." They think they have already read the more "gripping" sections in excerpts in newspapers. Standing there is retired government official Azam Qureshi, who is curious to know "what lies Musharraf has to offer this time". The problem is, he says, "I can't force myself to spend Rs 1,295 and let that man benefit."
The elderly man at the sales counter is jubilant: a thousand copies have flown off the shelves in just two days. But these have been largely through bulk orders placed by the Punjab chief minister's secretariat, the Governor's House and scores of government departments. The old man huffs, "Most of the people who show interest in the book do not buy it. The sale of Musharraf's autobiography is similar to that of President Gen Ayub Khan's Friends, Not Masters."