Bro Na a short story, dt.02.01.2015 - dt.10.01.2015, dedicated condemning terrorism in France.

Bro Na   dt.02.01.2015.- dt.10.01.2015, a short story.

     His cell rang. The specially arranged system of latest and costliest technology to meet his professional demand where the invisible ear aid rings with no noise to outside and with selected ring tones for each of the only four persons who can call by that number. Bishnusahasranama for the president, Allah ho Akabar Allah for the chief of national defense, Moolamantra for his boss the chief of the national intelligence Mr Srivastab and Gayatri mantra for Bro Na the national premier. He was Mr Swain second to Srivastab in the national intelligence. These names Srivastab and Swain were not real names but only to stay for a year or two when a next name is chosen. Srivastab joined only a few months ago specially selected by Bro Na after he came to power, nobody knew from where he came and how Bro Na brought him. Mr Swain could sense the senior man was too intelligent and quite competent to handle the post, he felt lucky to be his deputy and a lot of improvement in national intelligence happened within months. Srivastab was so fast and so competent he found his own way to tap top conversation in the intelligence wings of Pakistan, China, USA, Russia, and Great Britain. To know the conversation of top terrorist groups was his left handed easy play. He was too quick in deciphering the secret code word conversations. He earned Mr Swain`s respect and love, and the initial frowning of the out of the way appointment of Srivastab by his highness Bro Na later turned to his delight.

Stone inscription by Ashoka at Dhauli, Odisha. 

     But it was Gayatrichant and he exclaimed. At these odd hours of 2 AM in the morning when Swain was about to go to the bed a direct call from Bro Na made him too thoughtful. Was it a by chance call! No never possible a call to this number takes seven steps and here security sense supersedes speed. He had no time to think much but to pick up. Come immediately to my residence alone by own drive for a discussion was the order. He recognized the voice and it was a normal none emotional grave tone of the premier Bro Na and Swain had no doubt.

     He came out. The Capital already retired, traffic was too thin but he took no chance, he came out of the garage with his soundless non branded car took the secret route to the secret garage where he found his never on road car with a civilian look and ordinary number plate, his monkey cap matched the chill breeze, opened driver side window of the non A/C vehicle and moved out of the back gate that opened with his remote and closed again. His long khaki overcoat made his look common and he was in communication to Bro Na just stating the number of the vehicle.

     Within twenty minutes he entered his highness Bro Na`s drawing room as all arrangements were made by him for this secret mission. All the previous premiers have called him several times during their tenure but Bro Na never did so, Swain was with the impression that Srivastab is his only trusted man.

     His highness got the popular name Bro Na in last general election as people everywhere were with the chorus Bro Na Bro Na Bro Na Bro Na that came from the ceremony when he was declared as the Premier candidate of the Nationalist party by none other than the ideological guru of the party referring him as the Brother of the Nation in short Bro Na. The chorus made a wave and his real name Damodar Vai Sharma went to hibernation which became a signature only. The chorus made a wave, the wave that became a dream of millions of youth that echoed in Himalayas, in Arabian Sea, in Bay of Bengal, Badrinath to Rameswaram and from Somanath to Kamakshyadevi.. The nation got a big brother, with the clicking formula devised by the same people who condemned such names like Bapuji, Chachaji, Guruji , Mataji, Mera beta, Damatji etc. Only one name mesmerized people Brother of the Nation Bro Na. He became a phenomenon, his incomparable energy and stamina people liked. He talked about wholesome development.

      Corporate houses, Media groups backed him, the nation witnessed never seen before expenses and wooing machines in general election. He had merit; these people sensed it and secured their future by opening their treasuries. The modern day winning ability the paying and bribing ability was never under estimated by Bro Na. He was in no mood to take a slight risk. Other means like polarizing speeches were strategically thrown by selected people who are too experienced to spit hate and to lick it under the instructive dislike of Bro Na, in the process making the society to break to pieces and the biggest piece was the targeted harvest. Who chanted Bro Na, Bro Na. The wave of chant crossed the boundary of the nation, China, Pakistan, Bangladesh, Nepal, Bhutan, Srilanka, the European union, Australia, African countries, Brazil , and the big brother of new world order USA all noted it. Russia no one bothered to remember the trusted old friend.

     He replied the chant, Bro Na, Bro Na with authoritative smile, “I am not brother you all are members of national brotherhood irrespective of sex and age. It is collective, nation cannot be built without cohesive effort, I am not Bro Na everyone is a brother, chant with me every one Is Bro Na, Har Har Bro Na.” This delighted all they chanted with beating of Dambaru and raising of Trishul, Har Har Bro Na, Har Har Bro Na.  As they were chanting  the central think tank was devising new divisive formula of hate, the social media was flooded with hate philosophy the Mohatma, the ironman, the Pandit, the killer the Leader, the ghosts the statues , the mother cow, the water of Ganges, the Tilak, the Skull cap all and sparing none were painted with hate.

      Revolutions are never propelled by love, hate only fuels revolution became a philosophy. Mohatma did revolution with love was the biggest lie they told, he was a big zero and fraud, only the fore fathers of their think tank and Mr Jinnah did the revolution. Some did not like it. Who cares! In a democracy majority is meaningful, some is irrelevant, and who cares let the some follow the many, the some the minority should fall in line, Polarization to the ultimate maximum.

     He became the premier. The debate became who own it? His persona or the think tank or the negative wave against the previous regime, it was nonsense debate he told the collective brotherhood is required to build a nation, he told it as a son of the soil on his own land, repeated it at the bank of the great river. A win is a responsibility and humble scope to serve. To run a government majority is required but to run the nation all are required the one who drags a hand cart is as important as the one who builds the costliest building in the world. The opposing minded people including Mr Swain hailed his new Avatar of real Bro Na.

     Change of approach towards the person in the chair is the flexible requirement of all government servants, especially those who are in high security jobs like national intelligence. With initial hiccup Swain liked Bro Na`s decision to bring Srivastab from nowhere to the chair of his boss, the chief of national intelligence.

     I understand your difficulties Mr Swain to call you at this hour he told as his orderly offered the aroma of a cup of tea. He continued. The topic of discussion started with the same day`s presentation by Srivastab on the current status of national intelligence and pointing the weeds of the nation and their international link. It was an airproof discussion where the chief of defense, the premier, Srivastab and Swain participated. It was thorough and complete but in less than twelve hours this secret meeting made Swain thoughtful as he went inside the space station like sophisticated chamber with the national computer. The screen was already on with the same presentation, it amazed him. So complicated things how a non technical man handles with the state of the art probably the best in the world super computer with so ease that to within a short interval. He had daylong busy schedule. Swain guessed Bro Na did not take rest to know the details of the present situation. He got elated thinking the midnight oil he and Srivastab burnt did not go in vain. Is Bro Na happy?

     He had no remote, Swain could not find any assistant in disguise but swiftly Bro Na took him to the page he wanted to show. His entire intelligence carrier looked like a joker`s stuff to himself.

      Now his highness Bro Na pointed a name Khosgi who supplies all modern weapons and terror logistics to all the groups of the warring outfits in the entire world. The list stated 108 groups relevant to the national security. Srivastab had given the entire list with detailed elaboration out of which 13 are from the country itself. That is not the problem. Problem is the super computer said there is deletion of names as the number 108 was blinking saying recent change within 24 hours. The list of outfits also blinked and further stated deletion within 24 hours so also the number 13 was doing. That automatically derives the change was done in the previous night. Mr Swain was mesmerized by the technology, how a computer can state like this. He was sure the machine told correctly as he remembered the list was 110. He cannot tell correctly which two names are deleted without going to detail. He knew the figure 13 was wrong as it was 15 only. So it is blinking too. That again concludes two deletions are outfits of own nation.

     Anyone did it for what reason, fear or favoritism or unseen instructions?  His intelligence forced him to peep at the nation`s list. Mujahidin, D company, ULFA, SIMI, Bodo ultras and so on all fundamental groups except two. Now Swain knew the reason behind, it was instructive favoritism may be with a purpose of not displeasing Bro Na who was generally accepted to subscribe the hate and extreme views of these two groups. But Swain again thought can it please any premier in the entire world to be presented with a tampered document of such high magnitude of national importance. Yes he was correct his sixth sense told him. Probably Bro Na is thinking in the exact way. To get a majority and form a government is different but to run the nation is such a sacred responsibility, the touch of the chair the sound of the Oath must have echoed inside of his sensitive emotional persona that he preserves in the steel container. A fraud can never be such an extempore orator, a thinking man, Swain felt ashamed of the present situation. Even if he found out the names how he can reveal without documentary evidence. He kept himself mum.

     He was astonished how it was possible as without his help Srivastab cannot enter the strong room neither he can enter alone as two password twenty finger prints are required to open the strong room the ultimate secret store of the finalized document. Bro Na the great has detected it meant he must be sensing either the culprit is Swain or Srivastab . Swain got confused he was summoned as an accused or as an investigator. Is the National intelligence hacked and a third party had done it? That was not possible as they stored it offline. Puzzle grew too quick and too big. He could not believe Bro Na`s own choicest man Srivastab who was already in Swain`s high esteem did it. He started his migraine and knew he would be in unbearable discomfort too soon.

    If Srivastab did it what was his evil intention. Then he may be too dangerous and may put Swain in the dock.

     He badly wanted to prepare a new document with the two names deleted. But how?  He had no copy of the classified document as per the protocol. Who would believe the two names he suggests are correct? Now the headache was too intense.

     Bro Na told, “Now go and take rest, restart the entire process single handed and present me”. Swain was not happy. He for a moment felt the whole work he did of course with Srivastab`s guidance turned such a fraud. May be Bro Na already discussed it with Srivastab and advised him identical sermons. Can the national intelligence run in this manner? He controlled his thought; it was now an unavoidable challenge of make or break, his headache further increased.

     The strange feeling to see the auto control of the super computer by Bro Na was no more in Swain`s mind neither he paid any attention to the terrible head ache. The day`s jubilation turned to a nightmare although he did not go to bed till now. He feared his untraceable vehicle may be spotted by satellite, maybe all his systems including his brain were hacked, and luckily he saw the anti GPRS jammer is working.

     He knew nothing can be done as he followed the protocol and deleted all related files in any domain accessible to him. He opened the shower, it had some soothing effect. The first crow was crowing as he went to bed.

     The next two days were holidays no emergency came to disturb Swain. His disturbances was internal, he was helpless and finally took a decision to keep his side straight forward, “These are the two names deleted with his no knowledge how it happened.” That`s all. Yes what happens thereafter he does not care? He did not gather interest to call Srivastab neither a call was received from his side.

     It was Monday and they were in meeting again, it was a scheduled meeting to plan out to combat the situation so there appeared no sense of emergency. The chief of the defense, Srivastab and Swain preferred silence as they waited the premier. Bro Na entered the room with a smile.

     He opened the discussion but out of agenda and started with his annoyance on Swain as he accused the deputy tampered the document, so wanted to know the missing portions not specifying anything. Swain kept his silence. How the high level accusation was thrown by the premier whom he thought intelligent two days back which was so wrong? The defense man could not get anything and looked at Swain with a demanding glance. Srivastab could not hide his pleasing gesture with a tinge of relief.

     Swain forgot his resolution to open the truth claiming his own innocence rather remained silent. He was not prepared for such an allegation. A few minutes passed, unimaginable in such a high level meeting. Swain did not utter anything, all looked tense. The situation grew tense. Treason! Come on hang me for no fault was the call of his soul.

     Bro Na looked at Srivastab with utmost annoyance with a suggestion to describe Swain`s crime. Srivastab started with displeasure over the matter, he told, he felt sorry that he kept the presentation with Mr Swain at the finish with faith but that was only for an hour. It was also unfortunate that during presentation details were not discussed. He felt further sorry that Swain deleted the two outfits those are too big he uttered the names as well, concluded condemning the disgraceful act of Mr Swain.

   Bro Na smiled now; Srivastabji Newton would salute your intelligence. He told the funny thing how Newton ordered his carpenter to make three different holes on a wooden door for thorough passage of his three cats of different size, small medium and large to avoid repeated disturbances to open and close the door for the naughty pets. He paid the carpenter beforehand his wages to make three holes. The carpenter without arguing did one big hole through which all three entered and came out to the smile of Newton`s idiocy. Srivastabji how could you know what exactly was the mistake without marking it two days before it was with no one else other than the premier. You obviously knew it before hand tactfully did not touch it during presentation. Your high intelligence failed and it was known to him Swain was innocent.

     Srivastab had nothing to defend. He was instantly arrested and his trial was handed over to a Jet Court that gave its verdict within three days. Supreme court confirmed the punishment of life imprisonment against Government`s appeal to make it to his head.

     Now Srivastab in the jail is given the work, “Operation DK”. The head of D company and Khosgi are to be punished by this land as was Mr Laden by USA.

     All the units of the reported outfits including the two deleted organizations were taken care by national defense with a special order, five of the miscreant MPs of the nationalist party spreaders of hate are now in prison. Now he is a real national brother and he remains in the heart of every citizen of the most peaceful strong nation. Minority is chanting with equal passion with majority Har Har Bro Na, Har Har Bro Na. The world is listening and believes now he must work to make the whole world terror free.

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    With love the writer wishes success in operation DK, up up Bro Na down down hatred and terrorism.

Dedicated to the recent tragedy in France that the writer condemns and demand justice to the entire humanity borderless.