What the Doctor Ordered Continues ……….

A young boy, aged about fourteen, opened the ramshackle door of the shanty. Satish asked if Dr Ansari was at home. By then the bearded doctor, who was in his early forties, came to the door and asked Satish what the matter was. Satish engaged him in small talk about a non-existent patient in need of medical help, while his two officers walked right into the chawl. Before the doctor could object to the men walking uninvited into his house, they started to look underneath the scant furniture and rummage through the old, rusted trunks lying in the house. The doctor, enraged, began to curse at Satish and his men and ordered them to leave his house. Just then, an officer from Satish’s team forced open a steel trunk in the loft of the living room and found weapons, detonators and wires inside. The discovery of arms and bomb-making material put paid to the doctor’s protests.
The commotion at Dr Ansari’s house had woken up his neighbours. Word of a police raid spread like wildfire, and a small crowd collected by the roadside, a flight below the doctor’s chawl. The number of onlookers began to increase by the second. The police team realized that they were likely to be surrounded and overwhelmed. Satish sent a wireless message to the Mumbai Police control room, using the handset of the local police team escorting him, and asked for reinforcements. A fairly sizeable contingent of armed police arrived at the spot. Nonetheless, the crowd was agitated as Dr Ansari was a popular figure in his neighbourhood. As soon as the police team emerged with Dr Ansari from his chawl, the crowd started raising slogans against the cops. With great difficulty, the joint police team took Dr Ansari out from Mominpura to the STF office, located near the Sachivalaya in south Mumbai.


To be Continued ………….