The true incident happened in the year 2016.   I hurried inside the elevator of the Sale Tax Department among others and breathed in the usual 'fragrance' of tobacco and paan plastered colourfully on the door. My pocket felt heavy with currency notes which, by the time I would leave, would become considerably lighter! Perhaps you are expecting a usual case of corruption, the ‘so-used-to’ handing out the money like sweets in order to satisfy the hunger of the henchmen; well, I too expected the same as I reached the fourth floor. Little did I know that a most ‘curious’