Friday, April 27, 2012

True story of an Indian politician - Part 5


...in continuation from........

There in his constituency his chela – chapattis celebrated this great coming of their leader. In the capital Bhaiya Jee celebrated this salutation with his senior key person, sponsors celebrated at a large hotel in a private party; he ensured the choicest of food was served; booze flowed and the dancers summoned by his captains did their jobs well. Initially the dancers started with a seductive mujra but soon graduated to striptease; nude belly dancing and dancing nude over the laps of the guests. The entire atmosphere was extremely touching as all guests wanted to touch the gals here and there and wanted to take the evening further, then & there.

But as now our Bhaiya Jee was the Education Minister so he behaved in an educated way. He kept a young teenager to give him company and asked the rest of the guests to teach some lessons to the gals, taking turns as teachers are supposed to do! Period after period!
Next day was Bhaiya Jee’s first day in the office! 

Bhaiya Jee was very anxious on this day since morning. Last days hangover was still there and the gal he had spent night with too have been taxing on his sleep. He was currently at the circuit house as allotment of his official residence was going to take time. The vehicle picked him up to the secretariat.
Entire way he kept on experiencing nausea, a bit of fever and extreme palpitations! The reason as all we can understand is that even by this ripe age and having become an Honorable Minister he had not been to any office to attend to any formal work. Back home he used to visit his party office; for no actual work and otherwise used to visit the other offices of the District H Q  to get jobs done which he had taken from various resident citizens on contract. The later needed only his capacity to abuse, bully and bribe the govt employees.

Also he was very anxious & eager to know where will he find opportunities to eat !

After reaching the office, he was received by the Principal Secretary of the Education Ministry. He was an IAS officer of some 1987 batch; had some grey hair on a balding head, wore a safari suit and golden framed spectacles. He was known as a seasoned bureaucrat; and had worked after his stint as Collector of certain districts and at various levels in different ministries and board. People considered him resourceful and said that getting a position of his own choice in any ministry wasa cake walk for him. He himself aimed to be the Chief Secretary in two years and purchase two more villas in Delhi in his dummy relative’s name.

Bhaiya Jee was welcomed by the representative of the C M office, Principal Secretary, Upper Secretary, Under Secretary, Ministers Personal Secretary and other staff of the Education Ministry. His own people had reached directly. Formally garlanded Bhaiya Jee took his big seat across a mammoth table with a glass sheet over it. Lots of files over the table! He looked around; almirahs with glass doors filled with files surrounded him. In front of him was a watch and pictures of Gandhi and other diseased leaders around him.
When everybody left him; he looked around there was paper everywhere; files only. Nothing worthwhile to eat! His heart started to sink. Would he not get anything to eat here? Has his guru the CM had deceived him? Or he would have to be satisfied being a termite??

--to be continued & concluded