Gold Syndicate

By Ravi Ranjan Goswami

The gold syndicate was operating from Dubai and was doing very well. It's confidence and greed both had increased. By experience, they realized that the customs department and other agencies were focusing mostly on international airports.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ravi Ranjan Goswami
• Release date: Jun 2, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393119951

Ravi Ranjan Goswami

रवि रंजन गोस्वामी जी का मूल निवास स्थान उत्तर प्रदेश का शहर झाँसी है। आप भारतीय राजस्व सेवा में  एसिस्टेंट कमिश्नर सीमाशुल्क के पद पर कोचीन (केरल) में कार्यरत हैं। आप हिंदी के कटेम्पोरेरी लोकप्रिय लेखकों में से एक है। आशा है गोस्वामीजी का कविता संग्रह संवाद आपको पसंद आएगा। 

Book preview

Kesh and Divita

Disclaimer

his novella is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters, organizations, and incidents portrayed in it are the

work of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual per- sons living or dead, events or localities, is entirely coincidental.

1

CHAPTER 1

RAHUL'S TRAIN REACHED Delhi at about 8 AM. He went there for a job interview. To save time and money, he finished his morning ablutions in the washroom of his train compartment and got ready for the interview. The interview was for the position of an officer trainee in a petroleum company. Its office was located in Connaught Place. He did well in the interview, but he understood that his chances of selection were few as he was just a graduate. There were many candidates, who were having a post-graduate degree plus an MBA. Above all that, he was not fluent in speaking English as he had studied in the vernacular medium. This proved an Achilles heel of him. He had this impression that to get a good job either you ought to be exceptionally talented or you had to be fluent in English. He passed many written examinations for higher jobs but failed in interviews for this weakness or, at least, he believed so.

After the interview, he came to a nearby bus stand and stood there waiting for a bus to go to R. K. Puram, a place in New Del- hi to see one, of his cousins, who lived there.

After visiting his cousin in R. K. Puram in New Delhi, Rahul reached the New Delhi railway station in the evening just a few minutes before the scheduled departure time of the train, in which he was supposed to travel to Jhansi. He went straight to the cloakroom, where he had deposited his briefcase in the morning. He took back his briefcase and rushed to platform number one. It was being announced, "Attention please, the train number... Traveling from New Delhi to Bhopal via Jhansi is

standing at plate form number 1" He rushed to his compartment and as soon as boarding the train, it started.

This time, his reserved berth had been a side upper berth just next to the AC coach's corridor entry. He anticipated a disturbing journey by the frequent movements of passengers in the corridor and by the frequent opening and closing of the door next to his berth. Whenever he traveled by train on a wide berth, particularly in an AC compartment, he always had this feeling that the Railway department should charge a lesser fare for these side berths as they are shorter in length and passengers have a less comfortable journey because of the movements of the people in the gallery.

After some time, a train ticket examiner came wearing a black coat and a tie over a white shirt and pants. He checked his ticket and moved ahead to check other persons' tickets.

Rahul felt like resting so, he climbed the berth and lay there folding his legs and using his briefcase as a pillow. He was very tired. So soon he fell asleep. A few times his sleep was disturbed by the noise of the entering and leaving of passengers on the stations, where the train stopped.

He wakened up a few minutes earlier the train reached Jhansi, his home. The train reached there at about midnight. He got down from the train and came out of the railway station.

Had it been during the daytime he would have