Every Cloud has a Silver Lining
“You are under arrest.” I looked back and saw the police officer with hordes of others. I was quickly whisked into a car and taken like a high profile criminal. The car stopped not in front of the police station but at the Crime Branch headquarters where the SSP and other senior officers waited for me.
As I stepped out of the car, newsmen flashed their cameras. There was a chaos. However, I was taken to an inner room for interrogation. I was frightened and had no idea about the happenings and was totally disarrayed. At last someone dressed in civil uniform came and started questioning me. “How do you know Dawood? What are your plans?” The questions kept pouring and caused a more puzzling environment. The police was already issuing statement outside how they had trapped “Chetan”, Dawood’s man in Pune.
A mobile company chairman from the national capital praised his staff for their wonderful technology in pinning down a kingpin and helping to erase terrorism from India. All kinds of stories were circulated within hours. The evening newspaper has splashed my photograph on the front page and every channel worth its name had footage of me as breaking news.
I was sweating. I told them that I was innocent, but no one paid any heed to it. Suddenly, it came to my mind that probably this is the famous “Bakra” show telecasted by MTV. I started looking for hidden cameras. A smile came to my face as I could not be fooled any longer. Seeing me smile, the police warned me of dire consequences. I also heard some of the police officials talking about using third degree on me. I was terrified at the thought of it. They would use third degree to force the truth out of me. But the truth was that I was innocent and no one wanted to believe that.
After great difficulty, I understood the entire situation. The much talked about criminal, Dawood Ibrahim was inviting orders to his counterparts in India. These orders were given on a mobile number which was similar to mine. The police had intercepted some messages and played them for me. I said the voice was not mine. They recorded my voice and send the record for the audio and voice forensic analysis. It proved that the voice was not mine. Then they went into the details of the number again and enquired whether it was 989991xxxx. I told them that my number was 989981xxyy. Only then they realized their folly.
Finally, I was allowed to go and all the charges were removed. I was also interviewed by many news channels. I became a star.
After it was all over, I realised that every cloud has a silver lining.