(Continued from the previous post Scam-Dev and Scam-ayani. If you
are visiting the blog for the first time, please start from
the first Post Promotion- Promotion. .)
Within
a month of operation of TPC ( Tapri Petroleum Company), Suren Chor had earned a
second hand tank-truck from Topi Pissoo, the President of Nachpur District Tank
Truck Owners-Drivers- Cleaners Association. Suren Chor was made the Secretary
of the association and Mangu Mapia was designated Treasurer. Changu was no
where in the reckoning.
Mangu
Mapia had already started collecting Rs 20=00
from every Tank Truck driver for every trip made in any of the Depots;
in his holy bid to protect their birthright to cut the petroleum products from
all the tank trucks and Depots.
By
now, Changu had started feeling left out by Suren Chor and Mangu Mapia. Chabi, a philosopher and also Pissoo’s driver
was getting closer and closer to Changu. Chabi wanted to remain a Tank Truck
driver for ever but Pissoo promoted him as a Car driver considering Chabi’s
intellect. Chabi wanted money, not status. Thus, Chabi’s plan to become rich quick
was shattered brutally by Pissoo.
The
Association painted the whole Tapri red in honor of CMD and Directors. All
association members were neatly clad in new white Kurta Pajama purchased by themselves.
Gandhi Topis (Caps) were provided by Topi Pissoo, obviously! They had also
constructed a stage just outside LPG Plant to felicitate the SPCL bosses
gratefully; for having facilitated them to cut the products from Depots with impunity
despite Bapu’s written complaints.
Since
morning, the loud speaker had started playing patriotic songs at full volume.
Topi, the patron, was humming constantly- ‘Mile Sur Mera Tumhara’. Suren Chor
was singing most patriotically- ‘Mere desh ki Dharti ugle Petrol Diesel...’.
Mangu Mapia was high on Bhang (Cannabis sativa) and was playing ‘holi’ with himself and the Drivers / cleaners since morning. He did not stop dancing and singing for Suren Chor even for a moment. It was like a cosmic dance by a comic dunce for a chronic dense; savored by all.
Mangu Mapia was high on Bhang (Cannabis sativa) and was playing ‘holi’ with himself and the Drivers / cleaners since morning. He did not stop dancing and singing for Suren Chor even for a moment. It was like a cosmic dance by a comic dunce for a chronic dense; savored by all.
At
the same time, Changu started moving surreptitiously towards Chandpur; the
other end being Nachpur. He had a five liter Oil can in his hand, when he was
last seen.
The Caravan
of 15 cars, carrying three bosses, reached Tapri at 11.30 A.M as they got
delayed because of salutation at every Petrol Pump enroute. Suren Chor and
Mangu Mapia presented a memorandum about the problems created by Bapu and his
three friends in the name of Safety for not only the LPG plant’s Tank Truck
drivers but also for the Petrol/Diesel drivers working in the adjacent Oil Depot.
Topi
also submitted a memo regarding his long pending bills against several
constructions in LPG Plant not cleared by Bapu; despite clear instructions
given by Reno and Satak. Shekhar Raj and humanitarian buddy Noora, on behalf of Khajulal, assured
Topi that such indiscipline will not be tolerated.
As
the bosses were about to enter into the Plant; there was a huge explosion just
outside LPG plant at Chandpur end. Consequently, the dry grass out side the
Plant caught fire and the flames reached up to the height of fifty feet. The
flames continued to erupt threatening to enter into the LPG Plant and Depots.
There was utter pandemonium on the stage. Wooden stage, constructed by Topi at
the cost of SPCL, collapsed and all hell broke loose.
Mami
and Butterfly, not on the stage, rushed to Bandhu’s dhaba. Suren Chor and Mangu
Mapia ran in the direction of Chandpur, in search of Changu.
Except
Chabi, all drivers of Tank Trucks and 15 cars ran in the direction towards
Nachpur. Chabi seemed to be mentally prepared for the accident. He was standing
just near his car. He hopped into the car hurriedly and began to honk the horn hard
and hysterically to help holy honchos reach at hotel hastily. Topi and the
bosses heroically got up on their feet and got themselves deposited in the
Ambassador Car.
Heavy-weights
gone, Satak Pal Sen started running from one end of the main gate of 50 ft length to the other end
without entering into the Plant. Throughout he was shouting – Fire! Fire!!
Fire!!! Reno was following Satak inch by inch and decibel by decibel. This
continued for ten minutes though the fire got extinguished on its own within 7
-8 minutes.
Chabi
dropped them into the Hotel in Nachpur -15 Kms away from Tapri. A message for
them was awaiting- The fire had already been extinguished. The Manager of the
Hotel informed them that two journalists were also waiting for them to enquire
about some fire in Tapri. Humanitarian Noora, the more intelligent among them, realizing the
problem, dropped Topi at the Hotel to sort out the journo and ordered Chabi to
immediately rush back to Tapri....
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