Dance within a dance

Our place also saw the dance of democracy on 30 4 09;

Our office was on yesterday; only permission for 2 hrs either in the morning or evening

I took evening permission;

Started late at 4 15 and reached polling booth at 4 45 pm

With luck could locate my name in the voter’s list and reached the room where I was supposed to vote

All were being asked ID proof

I showed my office ID card which the PRO rejected stating that the GO is very clear on the proof—it could be driving license, passport, ration card etc

I said I didn’t have any of the above at that time and said I have copies of my electricity bill and phone bill

All except the PRO supported me

I argued that by seeing the face you can assess the genuineness of a person

I was furious and shouted that genuine person would be denied and the fakes would be allowed

The police ( 2 men ) guarding the room laughed

First time in my life I saw police person laughing

Even though they did not tell that even terrorists are more handsome than me I could tell myself

Then went to another senior PRO and asked him; he asked the location of my house

I said the time was 4 55 PM ; another 5 mts polling would be over;

He directed me to the senior most officer who was about to leave

I showed my company ID and my visiting card

He took me to the room and advised my villain PRO to allow me

All were happy to see me back

They said it was a well-fought genuine case

I said they were all right and I was also right

The polling officer said it was just 5 PM and I was the last person to vote

I voted happily with a sense of fulfilment

I thanked the other PRO who was instrumental in my successful voting

The police guarding the room also laughed happily again

it was as if the candidate contesting from our constituency had been elected

a great feeling and experience

i remember the words from Anbe Sivam Tamil movie " Life has in itself lots of surprises and turns"