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Kirdaars 2 Another Incomplete Story


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Kirdaars 2 Another

Incomplete Story

Satadal Lahiri

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Dedicated to:

K.K.Lahiri

Shankar Ganguly

Arjun Rathode

....you all continue to inspire.


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“Life is so ironic. It takes sadness to

know what happiness is, noise to

appreciate silence and absence to

value presence,”


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Aknowledgement

This book once again happened through the

encouragement from my family , my parents , my

sister’s family , friends and cousins. A special

mention is needed to be put about Mr. Sonam

Mallik for being the punching sack of my ideas. I

would like to also thank all my professional

associates to have contributed in whatever little

way, sometimes in oblivion too , for shaping this

book .I would also like to take the opportunity to

thank my editors for bearing with me for delaying

in submission of the manuscript . Thank you for

your patience. Last but not at all the least , I heartily

dedicate this book to my father , who left us for his

heavenly abode , and my friend Shankar Ganguly ,

who also left us a year and half ago. I can only

remember you through my writing. Thank you all.

Needless to say , all the characters are fictitious .

Any resemblance to characters living or dead is

merely coincidental.

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Prologue

Companies do not care for people. Though, people

build companies , they grow to devour them. Yet

people keep serving them with complete

commitment in search for sustenance. However , we

tend to forget that time changes everything . Time

has no mercy , no remorse .It can denigrate the

mighty and catapult the simpleton to stardom ..... it

can compel the profligate into heroics and lead the

influential into disdain. People have an

overwhelming desire to believe onto something ....

to have a definition to their life . With a goal in

front even dullards can move mountains. The

process of defining oneself brings forth ones

character . It’s a lifelong asset.

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About the author

Satadal Lahiri , is a professional engineer with two

decades worth of experience with eminent

institutions . He is also a noted contributor of blogs

and articles to various newspapers and magazines .

He lives in Kolkata , India with his wife and son.

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“Desist from saying goodbye........everything is a

temporary detachment for the living ...........

everything goes round.”

Chapter 1

The Final Sermon

“This is going to be long .... so people who would

like to catch a quick grub, have a smoke or visit the

loo, please do so now. I refuse to call it the

washroom or the restroom . Everyone knows what

people do out there...so why to assign such

benevolent terminology to it. Let shit , be called

shit.”

Amidst the murmur of laughter and giggles that

ensued, some people from the audience chose to

leave the auditorium , to come back refreshed ,

through whatever means. The evening promised to

be long ....and eventful.

We are at “Premier House” , mass lecture hall (

which can accommodate a thousand people with

ease) , Mumbai, India. This being a special

occasion, almost historical . We are here to bid

adieu to P.B.Solomon , the last non-executive

member of the previous management of Premier


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Engineering Private Limited . His peers have long

gone and the few who remain have been consumed

by executive posts of the new Sino-Afghan

management . We are here to hear the last sermon

of Solomon , who had for so long coupled his tasks

of engineering with providing every avid listener on

Saturdays a short ( sometimes long) , inspiration

talk. They became famous as “Solomon’s Sermon”

and most of them had been published in magazines ,

worldwide.

I, Kabir Sen ,have been given the incommodious

task of covering this event. I am not very

comfortable though, since I’m depressed like most

of the others at the departure of this Colossus. Till

some years back Premier and Solomon were

inseparable entities . “In death do we part” was

Solomon’s once vocal opinion . So , this is history

being etched today in the glassware of time .

We are about to resume . The ones who had been

out , have quickly returned to their seats . The lights

have been dimmed and a soothing background tune

has been set . The tune is like the canvas , the

ornamentation of which is awaited.

“ I start by offering apology , to no one in

particular, but on behalf of mankind , for talking big

from a small hole in this vast universe .... which in

turn is a small piece of shit , sorry, within the

collection of trillions of even bigger universes . We

are too small to even imagine , how many centuries

more , this planet will exist. Ladies and Gentlemen ,

I am Solomon P.B. , you can put the initials in any


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order ,Perennially Bore or Boring Person , P.B.

means the same. Though I hail from Kerala , I have

never lived there , you know why? Because its

God’s own country and I am nothing less than a

demon . My parents chose Mumbai as their home

when I was not even born .I never got married , not

because I am a gay or am impotent but because I

never felt like getting married . It’s a strange feeling

and it only comes to creatures as ignoramus as me.”

“But I had the best of education .” Solomon shifted

his tone to a low baritone. The classical voice

modulation. I knew something hard was about to

come. “ That’s because my parents could afford it

since I was their only child . You know why ?”

Solomon temporarily raised his voice a little , only

half a pitch perhaps. “Because I never went out to

play?”

Some laughter emanated from the audience

.Solomon waited for the audience to settle once

again.

“ The misfortune of the nation is that we are too

many of us . I shudder to think what our ancestors

have done. We are bearing a curse handed over by

our predecessors which we are destined to pass over

to our progeny as a sorry legacy.”

“You see , China too is a populated nation . Also ,

at one point of time they too were impoverished .

But they have risen from the ashes with re-invented

vigour. They have amended their psyche to

strengthen their national cause. They have used


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