Commitment, Greatness and yet humbleness of a Delhi Police Official, read from his own words

“I was posted in the Wazirpur district when a man approached me. He seemed quite poor and he started crying in front of me. He told me that his rikshaw has been confiscated by the corporation and he has no means of getting it back. At first I thought that this wasn’t a case where I could help him and told him to approach the corporation directly. But he persisted that I help him out because they were asking for money, which he didn’t have. On second thoughts, I felt that he must have been truly helpless that he chose to seek my help. I asked one of my men to go to the corporation and have his rikshaw freed on my behest. A few days later the man came back again. His rikshaw had been stolen. I asked him to file a report and he started telling me about how beat-up his life had become. His livelihood had been taken away, he had a lot of responsibilities and he had no one to turn to, for assistance. After a lot of consideration, I reached a conclusion that I could let him take one of the rikshaws from the malkhana. The malkhana is a place where we store all the things that have been confiscated and are not in use anymore. I asked the malkhana in-charge, who informed me that there were a lot of broken rikshaws lying around in the malkhana. So I asked the man to take one and gave him the money he needed to get it repaired. He was finally able to get back to his life. However, a few days later he came back…again!

Now a person would think that a man had no reason to keep coming back to the police station. But I knew whatever the reason I had to hear him out. I asked him once again what the problem was. He admitted that he had lost everything. He had collected around Rs. 20- 22,000 for his daughter’s wedding and revealed this fact to a certain person in his village. That person lured him with the promise of doubling his money and having acquired it, disappeared. His daughter’s wedding was to happen soon and he did not have a single penny to his name. I filed a report but as a police officer that’s all I could do. I couldn’t have lent him the money on my own, I myself was just a government official. However it seemed that he had pinned all his hopes on me. Three days later he visited me again and he told me that suicide his last option. Unfortunately, he would have to leave an un-wed daughter behind. Right then an idea struck me and I called one of my men. I asked him to pick-up all the ‘bad characters’ of our district. These were the people who had committed crimes in the past and still in police scrutiny. I held a meeting with them and implored them to help out this man. I reminded them of all the sins they had committed and talked about their chance at redemption. One of the ladies, Dallo, took in charge and an hour later I received a sum of Rs. 26,000 that they had gathered and wanted the man to have. I gave him the money and he went away. 15-20 days later I saw him sitting at the station again. This time I needn’t ask him what had happened. The smile on his face was enough to tell me that all had gone well. He thanked me and informed me of his daughter’s successful wedding. That day I felt the truest sense of satisfaction that a man had placed all his faith in me and somehow I hadn’t let him down.”

– Inspector Anil Dureja, SHO

From Facebook post of “Humans of Delhi Police”


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