Caught in the own trap
It was 1988 when I was here doing my YOs course. I had a friend of mine Katara, who was slightly on a healthier side with a pot belly. Even in those days the use of helmets was compulsory even for the pillion rider and the checks were strictly carried out by the sentries detailed for the purpose who would not waste a second in noting down the names of defaulters for finally reporting to the Adm wing. As a result the defaulters had to wash their sins by digging the trenches in mother earth which would in the long run help them in remembering the shapes and sizes of 2 and 3 men fire trenches.
One fine evening my friend was returning after seeing some movie in the theatre with his friend who was driving the bike. Unfortunately he being the pillion rider was not wearing the helmet that day and thought that he would get away easily by ducking down behind his friend who was driving with a helmet. As they both reached the gate of CME they were stopped and the sentry came to them asking for the name of the pillion rider with a notebook in his hand after noting down the registration number of the bike. The thambi sentry asked ,Lt Katara,
“Sahib apka naam bataana”.
“Mera naam kisliye?” Asked Katara from the sentry while looking him with raised eyebrows from his spectacles.
“Sahib apney helmet nahin pehna hai isliye” replied the sentry.
“Arey main to civilian hoon. Helmet pehnna to fauji log ko jaroori hai” said Katara to convince the sentry.
“Nahin sahib aap to fauji hai” said the sentry confidently.
“Arey tu mera yeh pet nahin dekh raha hain. Kisee fauji officer ka aisay pet hota hai kya”? said Katara moving his hands on his pot belly and displaying it to the sentry to convince him that he is a civilian hence such rules are not applicable to him.
“Nahin sahib aap to fauji hain” the sentry continued arguing with him.
“Tere ko kaisey pata hai. Koi sabut hai kya?” Katara asked him slightly angrily.
“Sahib peechlay mahiney aapney humko pay distribute kiya tha” replied the sentry instantly.
Katara quietly told his name and they both zipped off from there without any further argument with him.
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
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