HE IS NO HEAD NOW..

I had been to Pune after months or maybe a half year to meet Dy. Director, Mr. Choudhari, after his transfer at Pune from Nagpur In-fact, it was an opportunity for me. I could not meet him at Nagpur because it was the office of Mr. Chaudhari, then Joint Director, I am told. So,I  boarded a cab early in a early morning from Visawa, Govt. Guest House, Worli, and came down to T.T. Dadar.
     I got the MSRTC Bus and came up to the cafeteria. Cafetaria on this  DURGATI MARGE, is on the bypass at Khopoli Industrial Estate in Raigad. The MSRTC Bus stops there for 10 minutes for natural calls to all passengers. I had gone to the urinal two times so that I should not ask in between, toward my Pune journey. That way,  I should not ask the MSRTC  driver to stop the bus for me and get disturbed other commuters.  A journalist, who by virtues don’t pay in State Transport and so had been travelling as a Accredited Journalist free of cost. Yes but the old age, some or other problems are there, for an individual., and there were no other benefits to me. Rather God has had no different law for any man of repute,  in his diary, which we get from the states.       That way, sir,  at the cafeteria, at DURGATI MARGE, there are so many attractions. It is a need of food to the hungry one,  an individual for his hunger for food to the man called as BAKASUR. You may have Snacks to  Lonavala chikki & Mumbai Vada-pav to Rajsthani rabadi. Attractions there  are the availability of all types of Glossaries & toys, …even keys and CHAKU CHURE. It is a mini MALL. And sir, I rather attracted my attention to a young lady who had played with her dog. Actually, the dog they had in their car, but with her father in another one, had brought him. I am in that scenario, and have been  attracted to only me but to many passers by as well. Looking at a lady may or may not be a crime,  But staring mine towards her was gentle, and in between I lost my step, went four to five steps ahead, would have fallen on my face, but was able to stand without any crash in my person. Or otherwise, I would have been sent to the hospital.
     I came down to Khandoba MANDIR Square, Bus stopped 30 to 40 feet away. I got down, with two luggage  bags from the narrow door of HIRKARNI MSRTC BUS.
     The first thing I did there and  urinated on one side of the street, the watchman at the factory gate allowed me and watched my bags, I  kept on the road side.
     Got the auto.  Went to the Boiler Office, climbed five steps of the mezzanine floor of Kamgar Kalyan Bhavan, and asked the girl’s teacher there to allow me to keep my one heavy bag. They (Teachers) permitted me, and asked me to come as early as possible, which was impossible for me. So I asked Darwan (watchman) there,  who said  “NO” at once. Is therein a Bomb ( bomb asel ter bag madhe). “NAHI” HE SAID, and repeated himself without a pause. Shouted at me …. then  I said to him, “Sir, I am from Nagpur. The answer to me was   “ME KAI KARU” … ARE-CHYA CHATIWAR CHADHATA AHE.
     A man around me took my baggage. Help me climb the two floors of KAMGAR KALYAN BHAVAN. I signed the visitors book, as a journalist, waited there when asked to wait by an employee but could not meet to ask about one bad episode with me, which happened at the  Boiler Joint Directors office,at Nagpur.  So the then called as Joint Director shouted at me on phone to call the Police for writing against him.
      Director, Boiler could not take any action against Mr. Choudhari so far. Even he has not called us together for his deputies’ anger, when told after an episode happened.
      In fact, when Mr. Chaoudhari, joint Director  at Nagpur called from his house with a phone to me along with another friend and his wife came in between after Mr. Choudhari’s tension mounted.  I said to madam Choudhari, about my old age, calmly settled out the matter, not in such a harsh manner, indeed not in a threatening way, as such. And she proved to me better in qualification, in her talk and as a dignified lady in her character. Phone dropped at once at her end with CHINA-CHINI, I presumed, at the other end.  I could not get my answer, the shouts and the power of Mr. Choudhari,even if I was an ex-guest lecturer to  POLICE COMMISSIONERATE WELFARE CLUB, Nagpur many times.  Now,  I have been to Pune after a spell of so many months or may be a year. To meet Dy. Director, Mr. Choudhari, after his transfer at Pune. I lost an opportunity to settle a matter of threatening and GALI-GALOCH to me by her husband Mr. Chaudhari . I lost an opportunity because he was not available in his office, the  last week dated 27th October 2023, I am told.
     I came home back to Nagpur from Pune and wrote this article as a tribute to the Boiler Department, for the way these officers do behave with a common man like me, as such.