It was the
year 2006, and state elections were approaching in West Bengal. At that time, I
was working at Infosys in Bhubaneswar and had decided to spend the weekend at
my father's workplace in Mejia. My return journey was planned as follows: a
train from Raniganj to Howrah, followed by another train from Howrah to
Bhubaneswar.
I boarded
the train at Raniganj, but since one of the gates was locked, I entered through
the other. After placing my bag in the compartment, I walked towards the toilet
at the end. As soon as I locked the door, someone knocked. I ignored it at
first, but the knocking grew louder, almost turning into banging, so I had no
choice but to open the door.
The next
few seconds were a blur. All I remember is facing a towering man, well over six
feet tall, dressed in a crisp blue suit, with a nozzle pointed directly at me. He proceeded to ask a series of
questions to verify my travel purpose and identity, followed by a thorough
search of all the documents I had with me. Once he was satisfied that I posed
no threat, he instructed me to return to my seat, the nozzle still close to my
back.
It wasn't
until I was seated that I learned that then chief minister Mr. Budhadev Bhattacharya
was in the same compartment and that I had inadvertently breached his security
by walking to the toilet.
The rest of
the journey was uneventful, although the security officer did sit next to me
for the remainder of the trip. On the bright side, they were quite helpful,
offering snacks and refreshments since no hawkers were allowed into the
compartment.
Before
deboarding, Mr. Bhattacharya took the time to personally apologize for the
inconvenience caused by him and his entourage during the journey. This
act of humility remains my enduring memory of him. - never acting like the VIP,
always kind, caring and considerate!!!The common man’s chief minister.
Farewell,
comrade Sir.