As long as the greedy are alive, the neo-soldiers can never starve

When I reached the police station after appearing in the session court, the officer told me that a man named Abdul Razzaq from 47 KB has been waiting for me since morning.

When I asked the editor for details, he said that we tried hard to get information from him, but he is adamant that he will only tell you separately.

In no time the man was in front of me and looked quite nervous.

I told him to be satisfied and tell his problem and he will be helped to the best of the law. Sensing his anxiety, I called Santri and told him not to enter my room until I told him to.

A person named Abdul Razzaq said that he is a resident of Chuck No. 47/KB in the police station of the same area and runs his household expenses by doing hard work.

Now listen to the story he began to tell.

Ten years ago, I had set up a tea stall in the middle of the village on my two and a half marla private land in the middle of the village, where not only the villagers but also the passers-by would stop and drink tea etc. would have been

There was also a family of Nuts living in our village who earned their livelihood by playing drums and playing games in festivals and fairs. Most of the members of this family had shifted from our village to Lahore five or six years ago.

Now only half a house of Nuts was left in the village. A boy from the same family, Tanveer Nut, would sometimes visit his uncle Siddique Nut and return after spending two or four days. He used to play drums in the village in front of us and collect flour and money from the villagers by performing small tricks, but since those people shifted to Lahore, his behavior had completely changed.

Now he used to wear a cotton cliffed suit, a Rado watch on his wrist, gold rings on his hands and a big gold chain around his neck and he would walk around the village with a gold leaf cigarette box in his hand.

When he came to the village, he would spend two to four hours at my booth. When people inquired about him, he would tell them that he had started buying and selling property in Lahore along with a party and very soon he would take the rest of his family along with him in this game. will take

Whenever he came to the village, people used to talk about Tanveer Nut’s changed condition and behavior.

Tanveer Nut’s uncle Siddiq Nut had also almost given up the nut business. In the village he had a personal house of ten marlas and in the sitting room of his house he built a small hut from where the children of the village used to buy coffees etc.

Siddiq Nut had refused to shift to Lahore along with his other brothers due to the fact that it was a private house. Siddiq Nut had engaged his only daughter to his nephew Tanveer Nut, perhaps that’s why Tanveer Nut used to visit our village from time to time.

One day Tanvir Nut came to my stall and asked me to make dudhpati. No one else was present at the booth at that time.

Tanweer said to me, ‘Abdul Razzaq is earning ten ten twenty twenty rupees from morning to evening? So you don’t want to have a nice bungalow? I am a servant, so wear a cotton suit like me and give orders like a gentleman?’

I laughed and said, ‘This labor is written in our destiny and anyway, who are we educated that Babu will be in the city.’

Tanveer Nat said, ‘Look Abdul Razzaq, I have a hundred and one recipes to get rich overnight, but I am not crazy enough to tell everyone. If my family had not followed my advice, instead of living a life of luxury in Lahore, they would be beating the drum and their luck here.’

I placed a cup of milk in front of Tanveernut and sat beside it myself. Tanveer took a sip of tea and said to me, ‘Abd al-Razzaq, look, if you really want to change your fate, you have to make two promises to me. One, you will always keep my word a secret and the other, you will do as I say, just see how your fortune shines.’

Sir, my hotel was running very well, I used to get peace and dignity during the day, but Tanveer Nat’s sleazy talk and desire to become rich overnight blindfolded me and I wanted to ask him for details.

Tanveer Nut said, ‘I can’t tell everything now, coming at night after Isha to the rear of my uncle Siddique Nut’s house.’

At night I closed the hut and went straight to meet Tanveer Nut at the place he had told me.

Tanveer was waiting for me there, puffing on a nut cigarette.

Tanveer Nut again took the same two promises from me that one I will not tell anyone about the conversation with him and secondly I will follow his plan.

After that, Tanveer Nut started telling how those people got rich.

Tanveer said that his grandfather went to Rajasthan with a caravan before it became Pakistan. In the evening he was sitting on a small mound by a river playing the flute when the Kotwal asked him to accompany him to the Raja’s tent. Raja camped nearby for sightseeing.

The Raja listened to Dadajan’s flute for four hours and then happily gave Dadajan a hundred silver coins and the precious ruby ​​in his royal crown as a reward. Dadajan tied this potli in his turban and somehow managed to get back to the village, hiding from the convoy. They were afraid that if anyone in the village found out, they would be deprived of these precious gifts because they were poor and weak, so they kept the potli along with the turban in a box which was always locked and its The key was around grandfather’s neck.

Tanveer Nath further said that a few days before his death, 15 years ago, his grandfather handed over the key to the box while informing his father about the secret and advised him to keep the secret even to his own family. No one knows, not even the brothers.

He said, ‘When grandpa was telling dad all this, I was secretly listening to the whole conversation. A few days later, grandfather died, so I hid that box somewhere and one day, seeing an opportunity, I broke the box and took out a bag of Ashrafis from it and came to Lahore.

“In Sarafa Bazaar of Lahore, I sold five gold ashrafis to different goldsmiths, which sold for a total of 45 lakhs.

‘With this money I bought a small house in Lahore Sumanabad and shifted the family there from the village. Now coming to the main point. That is, the ruby ​​that the Raja of Rajasthan had given to my grandfather in his crown is still with me and God knows how I have saved it from the dangers.

A goldsmith in Lahore priced it at 50 lakhs and on my refusal, he reported to the police, on which I saved my life by giving something. Then one of my nuclear friends saw the stone and told me that this stone is worth around one crore in Pakistan, but if it is sold in Dubai, it will sell for 25, 30 crore comfortably.

Now the problem is that selling it in Pakistan is not without risk, if the government finds out, it will take this precious ruby ​​into its possession and anyway the rate will be many times higher in Dubai and the money will be safe. will remain

‘Now the problem is that we have to register a company to sell goods in Dubai, which requires at least two people and now I can’t trust a stranger in this matter.

‘I want if you join me and we get the company registered in Dubai together, then the money we get from the sale of this ruby ​​will be split between the two of us and we will live in luxury for the rest of our lives. But you will have to bear the cost of company registration which is 18 lakhs in Pakistani rupees. Now the decision is in your hands. If you spend 18 lakhs, you will become the owner of 18 crores within six months.’

I said to Tanveer Nat, ‘Your point is fine, but at this time I have a deposit of one and a half lakh rupees, how can I arrange such a large amount and then what guarantee do I have that you both the money and this precious stone? Won’t you take it and run away?’

Tanveer Nut laughed and took a long drag on his cigarette and said, ‘The solution to your concern is very simple. It should be returned after the consent of When the company is registered, we will sell that precious ruby ​​together in the Dubai market and the cost of your travel to and from Dubai and the ticket will also be my responsibility, but the payment will be made after the sale of the precious ruby.

At the same time, he took out from his pocket a beautiful jewelry box, inside which was the red ruby ​​wrapped in several wax envelopes. Tanveer Naat immediately put the jewelery box back into his armpit pocket after taking a glimpse.

I asked Tanveer Nut to give me some time to think again, and he said, ‘Abd al-Razzaq, you have until tomorrow night to think, but be careful not to miss this chance again.’

Sir, I don’t know what spell Tanveer Nath had put on me that I was not understanding. All night, the attractive dream of owning a house, a car, a luxurious life surrounded me.

As far as the concern of running away with the money was concerned, he had also explained the solution and he was also taking responsibility for all the expenses of going to Dubai and tickets etc. after the company registration.

Well, I decided to settle the deal by giving him my deposit of 1.5 lakh rupees as a deposit.

The next morning I reached the house of Tanveer Nut’s uncle Siddique Nut with Rs.

Tanveer was probably sleeping. After waiting for a while he came out with both hands covering his eyes and was quite surprised to see me in front of him so early in the morning.

I told him before he spoke that I agreed to his night deal. He asked me to keep quiet and walk a little further with a finger gesture.

After going a little distance, Tanveer Nut said that he would meet me at the tea stall himself and also forbade me to come to his uncle’s house in future.

So I came back to the shop. After about half an hour, Tanveer Nat also came to my hotel. There were two or three people at the hotel at that time. I also made a dodh patti for the tanveer and placed it in front of it.

When the rest of the people at the hotel got up, Tanveer Nat called me to him and asked about my decision. I handed over my deposit of Rs 1.5 Lakh as collateral, wrapped in a potli, saying that I accepted the deal but I needed some time to collect the remaining amount.

Tanveer Nut put the money in his pocket and said, ‘We don’t have much time, the more late the company is registered, the more late this precious ruby ​​will be sold, so try to arrange the money as soon as possible. ‘

Tanveer Nat also told that he is going to Lahore today for a few days to get the documents for company registration from the lawyer and he will come again in week, ten days for the balance. At the same time, Tanveer Nath made it clear to win my trust that as per the agreement of both of us, today we both will deposit this precious ruby ​​jewelery box with a respectable person of the village, but he will be kept with this precious stone and its background and Never, never tell about your contract.

So we both chose rural councilor Chaudhry Amin to hold this trust temporarily. I made a boy sit at the hotel and myself went to Chaudhry Amin’s camp with Tanveer Nat. Chaudhry Amin was at his camp and fortunately for us there was no one around him at that time except his personal servants.

Tanveer Nath prefaced by telling Chaudhry Amin that we have some transaction problem going on till the settlement of which we have agreed to keep this jewelery with you in trust. You must not hand over this trust to either party without the consent of both of us.

Mr. Chaudhry tried to save his life at first, but then he agreed on the insistence of both of us.

Tanveer Nut went to Lahore that night. I also started contacting people to sell my stall so that I can arrange the money as soon as possible.

Many people were concerned as to why I was doing this. Many people even my family forbade me not to sell the stall, but I told everyone that firstly I had to lend money to someone in the city and secondly I wanted to start my own business.

Finally, after a lot of struggle, my hotel was sold with the equipment for just Rs.14 lakhs.

After ten days, Tanveer Nut came back to the village with some papers. He similarly called me to the rear side of his uncle’s house at night. Received 14 lakhs from me and affixed my thumbs on some documents prepared for company registration and left back to Lahore asking to arrange the remaining 2.5 lakhs soon.

There was no way to arrange the remaining two and a half lakhs. As the hotel was booked, no one was willing to lend me a loan. There was a buffalo and a cow in the house, which were the only means of raising the children.

We sell one time milk and another time milk. The milk is used by the children and they run their business with the little money they get from the same milk. I asked Tanveer Nath over the phone to spend the remaining amount from his own pocket and get double from me when our property is sold, but he was not ready to listen to anything now. Every time I spoke, he used to say that the rest of the money was arranged. Hearing a negative answer, he would immediately hang up the phone.

Sir, now three days back he has given me 15 days that if the money is not arranged within that time, then the deal will be canceled and a pie will not be returned. Sir, even if I sell both my cow and buffalo, it will not sell for more than two lakhs. Sir, if my deal is still not broken, I will be ruined, but I am already.

He told me that even if Tanveer Nath finds out that I have gone to the police station or that I have told anyone, he will cancel my deal.

At the same time, he said while crying that yesterday, sir, I returned from the road twice to and from the police station, thinking that all my savings might not be lost in the dust, but after hearing your reputation, I got the courage to reach you. .

I reassured him not to tell anyone about going to the police station at all and to keep in touch with me only. I knew that this simple person had lost everything in the hands of a cunning and cunning neo-bazaz.

The good thing about this whole incident was that he was still in telephonic contact with Tanveer Nath.

I immediately wanted to know the truth about this supposedly priceless ruby.

Chaudhry Amin, the rural councilor (with whom both of them allegedly kept the precious rubies in trust) was very polite and had a good reputation and used to visit the police station occasionally.

I called Chaudhry Amin from my mobile and asked him to meet me at my official residence as soon as possible. I did not want any employee in the police station to get any news about this.

Chaudhry Amin was at his house so it did not take him long to reach my residence.

I made tea for Chaudhry Sahib and in the meantime informed him about the incident with Abdul Razzaq.

Chaudhry Amin said, ‘I don’t know what is in this jewelery box. I honestly did not want to keep it, but on the insistence of both of them, I kept it in the house.

I requested Chaudhry sir that it would be great if he could somehow order this jewelery box here as I have called a friend and a very well-known gemologist at Sarafa Bazar who will be here shortly with his equipment. Will reach here.

Sitting there, Chaudhry called his home and explained the location of this jewelery box and sent his driver to fetch it from home.

In the next 15 minutes, our stoner friends were also present among us. They were deliberately kept out of all the details, as they were called only to examine the stone.

After a while that jewelery box also reached us. In the presence of all of them we opened the jewelery box. He took out a stone wrapped in layers of wax paper inside it and asked the serf to examine it.

Saraf laughed when he saw the stone and said, ‘Where did you get this stone from?’

‘It’s a precious stone, that’s why you bothered to test it,’ I joked, avoiding their laughter.

He laughed again and said, ‘It is a very modest stone, worth no more than a hundred and fifty rupees.’ After serving tea and thanking, we sent off the stonemason and goldsmith.

My apprehension was right. That simple person had been hanged by the hands of this treacherous neo-soldier.

I had carefully written down the statement of Abdul Razzaq plaintiff so that the registration of FIR can be done immediately if necessary.

But now the biggest challenge was to arrest the accused and return the looted money to the victim, for which we got the help of Chaudhry Amin.

We called the plaintiff Abdul Razzaq to the police station, put his thumb on the pre-written statement.

We prepared a fake customer with the help of Chaudhry Amin who went to 47 KB and placed a fake bid of 270 thousand for Abdul Razzaq’s cow and buffalo and both the animals were put in a box and deposited at the gate. The purpose of this fictitious operation was to spread the word in the village that Abdul Razzaq had sold his cattle so that if Tanveer Nut was in contact with anyone in the village, he would get the news that Abdul Razzaq had indeed sold his cattle.

After that, I asked Abdul Razzaq to call this veteran Tanveer Nat in front of me. Tanveer Nut asked as soon as he picked up the phone, ‘What happened to the money? Only one week left. If the money is not received, the deal is over.’

When Abdul Razzaq told that he had sold his cattle and arranged the remaining amount, Tanveer Nut shouted ‘Zinda Bad’ and said, “I will call you at eight or nine at night for the procedure to collect the remaining money.” will do.’

We instructed Abdul Razzaq to stay with us till next call.

Abdul Razzaq was completely unaware that we had thoroughly checked this fake ruby. According to him, his money is safe against the precious stone that is kept with Chaudhry Amin.

Abdul Razzaq’s phone rang at 8:30 pm. As expected it was the same rookie Tanveer Nath’s phone.

Tanveer Nut said that he would not be able to come to the village due to lack of time, so he asked Abdul Razzaq to come to Shalimar Hotel Borewala with the remaining money. We signaled Abdul Razzaq to express his willingness to come to Borewala, so he did so and 11 am was fixed.

We put some money in a bag for Abdul Razzaq to take this bag with him in the morning and instead of handing it over, he asked about the next program regarding going to Dubai. Our aim was to engage Tanveer Nut as much as possible.

The next morning I had assigned the duty of three of my trusted constables in plain clothes who had taken up positions at the Shalimar Hotel and myself along with my gunman John Muhammad in a private car near the Shalimar Hotel. was

Around half past ten, a respectable-looking young man in a white cotton suit entered the Shalimar Hotel and ordered water and tea from the waiter.

After exactly 15 minutes, when the plaintiff Abdul Razzaq entered the hall of Shalimar Hotel with a bag of money in his armpit and started looking around, the same well-dressed young man from a distance raised his hand from the table and attracted him.

Abdul Razzaq also saw him, waved his hand and walked towards him. As soon as he reached the table, Tanveer Nut enthusiastically embraced Abdul Razzaq and ordered tea for him and asked him how he was doing. In the meantime, our men sitting on the tables next to him grabbed him and brought him out of the hotel. He was glaring at Abdul Razzaq frantically, but now he was in police custody.

I directed the duty officer in the police station over the phone to immediately register a case against the accused Tanveer Nutt etc. under IPC 420/468/472 for fraud, cheating, preparation of fake registration documents, in light of the already existing prosecution. do

I made the plaintiff Sue Abdul Razzaq sit with me on the front seat of the car and told him about the reality of this fake ruby, his eyes were wide open.

I also called Tanveer Nut’s uncle to the police station for investigation through Chaudhry Mohammad Amin counsellor. As soon as he reached the police station, the accused Tanveer regained his senses and started babbling.

The accused told during the investigation that he has been stealing money from innocent people by cheating and fraud for the last ten years, but due to his way of doing things, he has not been caught till date, so no case has been registered against him in any police station. Is. At the same time, the accused started pleading that his father-in-law should not be told the details of his fraud.

We made it clear to the accused that if the full money of the plaintiff Abdul Razak is not recovered, then your uncle-in-law will also be charged in this case because you were present in this village 47 KB only through him and that is why you accused Abdul Razak. Like a simple person exposed to his fraud.

The next day, we took the five-day remand of the accused from the local magistrate. We also took possession of the ‘Yaqut’ from Chaudhry Amin Sahib as per the rules, on the basis of which he had prepared the whole plan.

Direct recovery is very difficult in such cases, but still on our constant pressure, the family of the accused deposited five and a half lakh rupees as cash recovery.

Regarding these direct settlement minutes, Chaudhry Amin Councilor provided a lot of support and due to his local pressure, Siddique Nutt, the father-in-law of the accused Tanveer Nutt, transferred his Pukhta house in the village worth Rs.

The District Magistrate ordered the accused to be sent to judicial remand after ten days of physical remand.

I am happy that we tried the accused with all the available evidence and tried our best to get back the looted money to the plaintiff Abdul Razzaq and Allah Almighty blessed us with success.