Cocktail In The Rainbow - Chapter - 14

 

Chapter – 14

 

Samuel Biswas and his orchestra were playing on their instruments another classic “Over the waves”, a waltz piece composed by J.Rosas and one of my few top favourites. The symphony was so sweet and serene that I did not walk further. Near by some upcountry medical representatives were having chats and laughter with their drinks. I occupied a chair behind them and started listening the music beyond their knowledge. I was still having half glass Scotch Whisky mixed with soda water as offered by Ramani Talukdar and decided not to have more. Already the mixture of Brandy, Sherry, Scotch Whisky and few pieces of chicken sik kabab, fish finger and cheese cube in my stomach had formed an alcoholic chemical compound, which rejuvenated my brain to be little serious and tactful in dealing with the well-wishers and advisers in a cocktail party.

“Boy! What are you having on your tray?” asked one medical representative.

“Scotch, Sir,” the boy replied.

The MR was bit intoxicated. He said, “Scotch will not suit us. Bring country liquor.”

“Sir, there is no country liquor with us. If you desire, I can bring Polish Vodka or Jamaica Rum. Both are very strong.” The cocktail boy replied.

“Ok! Bring both Vodka and Rum and we will make punch.” The MR said and asked his friend, “Do you know where did Swapna Ganguly go with MD?”

Another MR said, “Don’t start like that. Reduce your volume, otherwise some sycophants may overhear what you say and transmit the same to GM through triple B.”

He lowered down his voice and said, “Ok! Ok! Thank you. But you have not replied to my question.”

“I don’t know. Better you tell us where did she go with MD.” Said the second MR.

Meanwhile the cocktail boy brought drinks for them. Since I was sitting with my back towards them. I did not see whether it was Vodka or Rum. I could understand only from their conversation that their desired drinks had come. Instead of adding plain water or soda water they punched Vodka and Rum. After taking a sip, the first MR said, “I have got the latest news. They went to the strand of the Ganges near Princep Ghat and parked the car at a lonely place. Mansij was given a ten-rupee note and was asked to stay away for sometime. After an hour they went to Hotel Emperor Intercon. Mansij could not tell what happened afterwards as he was asked by Mr. Rozario to go back to office.”

“What’s about Iris? We heard, she had given company to Mr. Kelvin to show him some heritage buildings and monuments of old British Calcutta. Few minutes back I saw her sipping Gimlet and chatting with Gauri Chatterjee.” The second MR said.

The first MR said, “Yes! You are right. They travelled a lot in the air-conditioned Limousine from Victoria Memorial to Dalhousie square and finally went to Hotel Emperor. The Limousine driver also could not tell what happened afterwards.”

All the boys burst into laughter. I left the place silently and started moving again in the crowd.

“Sir! How do you like the party?” I heard Nandi’s voice and looked back. He was smiling with a glass of whisky in his hand.

“After Sherry this is your first Whisky I suppose.” I said.

“Sorry Sir, this is the second. I did not want to have more. Anil Phukan, our senior medical representative of Gauhati offered me this glass. I could not say ‘No’ to him for his loving nature.” Nandi said bashfully.

“That’s nice of you. Now you can go slow in drinks as so many items are there for you to eat.” I said, “You could not complete Atanu’s story, as I had to leave you to meet Mr. Rozario.”

“It’s a pathetic story. One day I was sitting in Mr. Majumdar’s cabin, I mean now your cabin. Suddenly Atanu entered and requested us to be present at the Entally Marriage Registrar’s office at 7 p.m. in the same evening. He told us further that besides Debu Dutta, some of his well wishers would also be present there as witness. We reached the marriage registry office exactly in time and joined the bridal party. On the side of the bridegroom, there were only three persons including Debu Dutta who were introduced us with Atanu’s elder brother and sister-in-law, Mr. and Mrs. Mohanty. I was little struck by wonder how Atanu Samanta’s elder brother could be Mr. Mohanty. However, I thought immediately they might be closely related. That was for the first time in my life I had visited a Marriage Registry office. I was only acquainted with social marriage. I did not find the bride and members of her side. Atanu became restless to some extent and went down in search of them.

They arrived at last and we were dumbfounded to see the beauty of the bride. Though it was not the social marriage the bride was in her full bridal dress. In red silk Varanasi saree, gold ornaments and well-designed marks by sandal paste on the forehead she looked like a fairy. Mr. Majumdar said with exclamation, “Atanu! I must admire your choice! You are marrying a princess!”

Suddenly the bride stumbled down and Atanu caught hold of her left hand and brought her near the Registrar’s table. We were then surprised to see the movement of her right hand and the eyes which seemed to be in search of something, like blind or insane person. Atanu told us in extremely low voice, “Sorry, she does not see anything. She is blind.”

Nandi paused, probably seeing Atanu coming towards us. He whispered, “Sir, please do not tell Atanu what I have said. He may be hurt.”

“Ok! Don’t worry.” I said.

Atanu came in front of us and said loudly, “Oh! Fatikda! Changed over to Whisky?” I stared at him. He was the same jolly fellow.

“After Sherry this is the second glass of Whisky.” Nandi said proudly. “It’s good, you have come. Let me see what is happening elsewhere.” He left.

“Sumantada! How do you find the party?” Atanu asked me.

“Wonderful!” I said. “Everybody is enjoying drinks and having nice get together. Even medical or sales representative of small town has got free access to the MD and other VIPs of Bombay and London office. This is something very much commendable and I admire Rainbow Management.”

“Sumantada, I am very happy to learn that you are enjoying cocktail party of Rainbow. I do not like to discourage your enjoyment. But I feel, definitely you will not like boss and supreme boss asking you about your expected sale and collection during the month while offering you drinks merrily,” Atanu said.

“Does it happen it here?” I asked him.

“Yes, such thing does happen here. In the party Rozario meets all DMs, DSMs, and Sales Executives individually. He offers drinks and then after few words asks straightway about sale and payment collection from their territories. Probable figures told by the gentlemen are noted down either by GM or by any Head Office Manager. Within a week confirmatory letters come from Head office regarding the figures committed to the MD. If the figures in respect of sale and payment collection are achieved, MD sends congratulation letters. If not, warning letters are sent by the Departmental Managers, followed by same letters by GM.” Atanu said and looked at me smilingly. He said further, “Chanakya Nag will always repeat what is said and written by Rozario to the DMs, DSMs for his personal gain and self-existence. When Tarit Ganguly managed to get the position of DM-HOME PRODUCTS from Rozario by offering his wife to his bed on several occasions, Chanakya Nag never said a word to him in favour of Santanu Majumdar who was removed wrongly from Rainbow. Let us sit on those two empty chairs. I will tell you about the fact as said to me in confidence by Santanuda.”

This place was quite far from the southeast corner of the roof where Rozario, surrounded by sycophants, was having chats with Gurujee. Atanu told me that so long Gurujee was there in the party, Rozario and Nag would not let him remain alone as he would consume one full bottle of Scotch in one continuous sip like a frustrated film hero. Nobody in the party would object upto this stage. They would have objection only when Gurujee would start dancing in alcoholic intoxication as he did in the ballroom of Hotel Emperor. As told by Santanu Majumdar who was also in that dinner party that they had to forgo food that night. Entire Rainbow group including Rozario and first line managers of Bombay and Calcutta toiled hard to convince Gurujee and take him to his room like putting an unbridled and untamed horse back into the stable. Even then Rozario requested everybody to stay in his suite for rest of the night lest the sleeping giant woke up again to knock at his door. Though everybody spent sleepless night, nothing happened as apprehended. Gurujee had a long slumber till following afternoon and by that time Rozario and his head office troop were in Bombay.

“Sorry Sumantada, while talking about Santanu Majumdar’s humiliation in Rainbow I opened up the scandalous chapter of self-made Gurujee regarding whom I will talk to you afterwards.” Atanu said and paused for few seconds. “One day Santanuda told me, Atanu probably my last day in Rainbow is coming shortly.” “I asked him why did he feel like that.”

Santanuda told me that he had received one letter from Chanakya Nag stating that according to appraisal report of manpower and man management department his rapport with the customers was too poor. Since Tarit Ganguly was transferred from Patna to Calcutta as DSM, with his excellent rapport with the distributor, Home Product Division could survive some how. Santanuda said in reply, it was his pleasure to learn about appreciation of Tarit Ganguly who was DSM under him. As regards rapport with customers, he was unable understand anything as he had dealt with everybody so far with respect.

Chanakya Nag was excited and said, “Santanu, you are my friend. You had left a good job and joined Rainbow as DM only on my request. I maintain respect for you personally. I simply conveyed to you observation of our management. For some reason known to them, Mr. Rozario and Mr. Phuchkanwalla are not happy with your performance. According to them you also lack significantly in your managerial function. By the by, this time in DM conference in Bombay, Tarit Ganguly will be present.

Santanuda said surprisingly, “This time in DM conference in Bombay, all DSMs will be present?”

Nag said, “Not all. Only Tarit Ganguly will be there.”

Santanuda said, “But I have not been informed by head office till now.”

“I also did not know till this morning. I came to know only an hour back. Santanu, I have not yet been able to convince you that one should never question about management’s directive. As customer is always right for a salesman when he is in the market, management is always right when he is in the office. Say thanks to management when you here ‘yes’. Say ‘thanks’ to management when you hear ‘No’. No argument with management.” Nag said.

After few days Santanu Majumdar came back from Bombay along with Tarit Ganguly. He was mostly confined to office and Tarit started touring the region with the sales representatives. In Calcutta also, Tarit used to visit Saha Distributing Agency. Santanu Majumdar became almost like a correspondence clerk, only by name he remained as Divisional Manager.

Santanuda told me that in Bombay, after the second session of the first day conference had been over, he was called inside boardroom. Phuchkanwalla and Nag were sitting on both sides of Rozario. He was asked to sit on the chair opposite to Rozario.

Rozario said, “Gentleman! I have called you here to tell you something frankly. I have received report from manpower and man management department that you are devoid of required competence as a senior manager, especially what is expected from DM of a multinational company like Rainbow India.”

He looked at Phuchkanwalla and Nag by turning his head and said, “Am I correct?”

Both Nag and Phuchkanwalla said almost jointly, “You are hundred percent correct Sir!”

Rozario continued, “Because of your negligence and some unsolicited interference in activities beyond your jurisdiction, we were about to lose our great friend like Mr. Gajendra Saha. Mr. Tarit Ganguly some how managed the situation with his excellent strategy and customer relation. By God’s grace our company could avoid an impending disaster.”

He paused for few seconds and looking at both Phuchkanwalla and Nag, said, “Gentleman! I can not take further risk in keeping the growing division in the hands of an incompetent person. However, according to generous policy of Rainbow India, I would like to give you further opportunity to improve in your performance and for the purpose, Mr. Tarit Ganguly will help you independently to develop Home Product Division in the Eastern zone. Mr. Ganguly will report directly to Mr. Nag and I hope you will extend your best possible cooperation to him. Am I clear to you? Good luck!”

 to be continued.....

 

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COCKTAIL IN THE RAINBOW - Chapter – 10

After Atanu had gone out of my room, Nandi said, “Sir! I feel, it’s my duty to tell a good man like you about the two-faced snakes of this office. Hope within these few days you have already known Binoy Bhar to some extent. If you open your heart to him, he will carry your words to Chanakya Nag without any loss of time. Mr. Majumdar, though he was a sober-minded gentleman, got disturbed many times because of duplicity of Bhar. Another sly man is Tarit Ganguly. He played a big role in getting Mr. Majumdar out of Rainbow, as his only aspiration at that time was to get this cabin, white ambassador car that you are using now and Diana Gomes.”

“Diana Gomes? I can not follow,” I said.

“Yes Sir! Diana Gomes was the secretary of Mr. Majumdar. She was the most beautiful girl in the office. You know, since mid-sixties many Anglo-Indian families have been migrating to England and Australia. Young boys and girls with white skins and good appearance having passed at least school certificate examinations got fair chance in procuring jobs through their relatives already settled in these countries after independence of India. Diana also got job in a hotel at Sydney in Australia through her uncle settled there. Mr. Majumdar fell victim of Rozario’s wrath because of his failure in convincing Diana to go to his hotel room in the evening for taking dictation of urgent letters. Tarit Ganguly falsely reported to Rozario in presence of Chanakya Nag that Diana did not come to hotel, as Mr. Majumdar had not persuaded her properly though as DM he had ample opportunity to prevail upon his secretary. Chanakya Nag was so much infatuated with the false statement of Tarit Ganguly, he endorsed the same instead of asking him about the source of his information.”

I said, “Mr. Nandi, I do not understand why a big personality like Mr. Nag should approve of the mischievous disposition of Tarit Ganguly?”

Nandi retorted immediately, “Sir! I tell you something about Chanakya who was once my friend and colleague when we started operation of Calcutta office of Rainbow together. He is intelligent, diligent, aspirant and dexterous. He is also courteous and does not loose his temper outwardly by any provocation. He always says ‘Yes’ to bosses and never says ‘No’ to them. Chanakya knew that Tarit had lied, but he did not have the courage to contradict his statement as he, I mean Tarit had already become a blue-eyed boy of Rozario because of Swapna’s intimacy with him since their days in Patna.”

“You mean, Tarit was in Patna before coming to Calcutta?” I said.

“Yes Sir! You are right.” Nandi said, “Only few years back Tarit was a sales representative of cosmetics under Rainbow Home Product Division in Patna.”

“So far I remember, Kumar Sengupta was Divisional Manager of Rainbow in Patna.” I said.

“Yes Sir! Kumar Sengupta was the manager of Patna branch and his designation was Branch Manager. There were two District Sales Managers, one for Pharmaceutical Division and another for Home Products. These District Sales Managers were reporting directly to the Divisional Manager, Pharmaceutical i.e. Ethical Products and Divisional Manager, Home Products with their head quarters in Calcutta only. As I have already told, Ramani Talukdar was the DM for Ethical Products and Santanu Majumdar was the DM for Home Products. Responsibility of Kumar Sengupta as Branch Manager was to look after branch administration, execution of orders, arranging conference of Sales and Medical Representatives as well as that of Stockists and Distributors. He was lucky guy and top favourite of both former and present MD. Former MD i.e. Mr. Anderson loved to take some young and beautiful lady with him for marketing and local sightseeing tour. But he never dragged that lady to his hotel for sharing his bed in the name of dictating urgent letters or by means of any other deceit. Ivy Sengupta, wife of Kumar Sengupta accompanied Mr. Anderson for marketing and got one Ambassador car allotted to her husband. In Rainbow, managers in the rank of DM or above are entitled to get chauffeur driven car. After becoming MD, Mr. Rozario visited Patna. Ivy Sengupta gave him company for local marketing, but due to health problem expressed her unwillingness to accompany him to Rajgir and Nalanda for a same day return sightseeing tour by car. Tarit took advantage of the situation and informed Chanakya Nag of solving this problem. Chanakya became very happy to get the offer from Tarit and wished him brilliant success in his life. Next morning Tarit Ganguly came to the hotel with his charming wife. Mr. Rozario was waiting in the lounge with Chanakya Nag and was dumbfounded to see replica of Aphrodite standing before him with smiling face. He did not waste time and requested Swapna to get into the car. They were wished bon voyage by Nag and Tarit. Next day before departure for Delhi, Mr. Rozario directed Nag to promote Tarit to the post of DSM and transfer him to Calcutta to assist Santanu Majumdar.”

Atanu came back to my room and said looking at Nandi, “Hope, I have not disturbed you!”

“Not at all! We were just passing time. Tell us about the items of dinner. I am sure, you had a round on the roof to have a glance of the arrangement.” Nandi said.

“Oh! Yes! I went up and met Gauri who showed me the menu, both for cocktail and dinner.” Atanu said.

“But I saw Gauri Chatterjee going down with Mr. Kelvin?” Nandi retorted.

“Yes! Your observation was correct. Gouri simply accompanied Mr. Kelvin to the limousine and left him under care of Iris who had been given responsibility of showing him some relics of the then British Calcutta. Gouri came back and went up to the roof for supervising the arrangement. Entire credit goes to him for procuring varieties of imported drinks for the cocktail party. It’s beyond imagination, how the guy could develop such excellent rapport with army canteen, customs and shipping agents. Mini Bar of Rainbow cocktail party that I found in one corner of the roof, can easily vanquish the “Moulin Rouge” bar of Hotel Emperor Intercon.” Atanu said and looked at me smilingly.

Nandi said with unusual gravity, “Gauri is expert in procuring Wine and Woman, although it is said by other boys that he has not yet sipped either.”

Atanu burst into his usual laughter and said, “Oh! Fatikda! You are becoming silly even before sipping Wine. Don’t worry! Only after thirty minutes from now, you will have the chance of tasting the untasted things of your choice.”

“What you are talking about? I tasted Scotch even before joining Rainbow.” Nandi rebuffed Atanu.

Atanu was smiling and said, “Ok! I do agree you are familiar with scotch; but there are many other drinks, which I will narrate all in details. You tell me afterwards whether there are more things in heaven and earth not known to you so long. Ok?”

“Ok! Atanu! I am interested to know details of the arrangement made for cocktail and dinner. I think Mr. Nandi is also interested to know all about your observation.” I said with a view to putting an end to their argumentative discussion.

“Sorry Sumantada! Please don’t mind. I was just having jokes with Fatikda. Anyway let me start with drinks. By the by, for your kind information our caterer for the cocktail party and dinner, Tiny Tavern has brought Samuel Biswas and his orchestra to entertain the guests with melodious music.” Atanu said.

It’s really thrilling! Once I had the opportunity to enjoy piano recital of Samuel Biswas when he was attached to hotel Emperor Intercon. He is equally good on accordion as I listened to his western music in radio.” I said.

“Tonight you will listen to him on accordion as it was not possible for carrying his grand piano to the roof-top.” Atanu said.

“Atanu! Time is very short. Tell us all about drinks and food items of the cocktail and dinner.” Nandi said.

“Ok! Ok! Fatikda! You told me that you had tasted Scotch Whisky! Can you tell me the name? Atanu said.

“Yes! Of course! It’s Vat 69!” Nandi retorted immediately.

“Vat 69 is too common. Besides this brand there are Ballantine’s, John Haig’s Gold label, Johnnie Walker Black label, Queen Anne, White Horse, Black and white and Highland Queen. These are not enough Fatikda! I also found some Canadian and American whiskies. If my memory does not betray, I saw Canadian Club and Old Crow Straight Kentucky Bourbon Whisky. Though there are Indian Beers like Golden Eagle and Kingfisher, there is no place for Indian Whisky in Rainbow.” Atanu said and looked at me smiling.

“Only Beer and Whisky?” Nandi said.

“Oh! Fatikda! You are getting impatient. I must go seriatim. There are two types of Gin, Gordon’s London Dry Gin and Beefeaters Dry Gin 47° besides Polish Vodka and French Brandy. I remember the labels very well. Cherry Vodka Dry 40°, Seguin French Brandy and Martineau French Brandy.”

“Sorry for my interference Atanu! Whisky, Gin, Vodka and Brandy - those are all common drinks. What’s about Sherry, Champagne, Vermouth, Cognac etc, etc?” I said.

Atanu was delighted to hear me enquiring of drinks and so with much enthusiasm said, “Thank you Sumantada! I am about to tell about Italian, French and Spanish drinks. There is Martini Vermouth of white and red varieties, four bottles each. Likewise I found two varieties of Champagne, Dry Monopole Brute and Cordon Rough Brute, four bottles each. Only two bottles of Sherry could be procured. Of course of two varieties i.e. Dry Sack Sherry of Williams and Humbert and Golden Sherry of Mackenzie. There are sparkling Wines, both French and Italian of famous brands like Chevaliers de Malte of France and Riccadonna President Reserve of Italy. There is only one brand of Cognac and that is the best available brand in Calcutta as told by Gouri Chatterjee.” Atanu paused for a moment. Probably he was tired of narrating so many names of imported drinks.

“What is that?” Nandi asked.

Atanu smiled at Nandi and said, “Very difficult to pronounce. It is Cognac Courvoisier, favourite drinks of Napoleon, ok? Now I will tell you about Rums and Beer. Besides Indian Old Monk there is Gilbey’s Governor General Jamaica Rum. To tell you frankly so far as Rum is concerned; drinkers will prefer Old Monk or any other Indian 3x Rum. But if any guest desires foreign Rum, he will not be disappointed. Similarly, along with Indian Beers like Golden Eagle and Kingfisher, there are few dozens of Tuborg and Carlsberg Beer in can and bottle. So Fatikda! Drink as much as you can, as you may not get next chance in your life. Art is long and life is short.”

I smiled at Atanu and said, “Atanu! Please do not make him drunker. He will have to go back to his wife and daughter.”

“There is no problem for Fatikda. He will come to my residence and stay with me till tomorrow morning. If he desires, he can sleep for the whole day and go back to Canning in the evening.” Atanu said.

“Is there any arrangement for light or soft drinks?” Nandi asked.

“Oh! Yes! You can have Gimlet. Half peg Gin or Vodka with lime juice and small pieces of ice.” Atanu said.

“I am sorry Atanu! Gimlet is more dangerous than Whisky or Rum. When you drink you do not feel an intoxicating agent is going inside. You feel like enjoying soft drinks. After few drinks, you get kick and get drowsy or drunken. I experienced once and decided not to touch again.” Nandi said.

“Ok! Don’t touch Gimlet or any alcoholic soft drink. Hope you are not having any objection for drinking orange, pineapple, grape or lemon juice. You can also have taste of imported apple, raspberry or strawberry juice. No problem! Any thing you want, you will get in Rainbow Cocktail party.” Atanu said. “I think we are to get ready for the cocktail. Only after fifteen minutes from now we will have to be on the roof.”

“But you did not tell anything about food, talked only about wine!” Nandi said with some disappointment.

“Fatikda! Please don’t mind, I will tell you about food when we are on the roof. Within five minutes I am coming back and all of us would go up together.” Atanu said and left my cabin. 

COCKTAIL IN THE RAINBOW - CHAPTER 9

Chapter – 9

It was a pleasant moment to look at the children sitting on dinner in the office hall. Some ladies and office staffs were also taking dinner, as probably they would not attend the cocktail party. Bhar was specially attending Jolly, daughter of Chanakya Nag and Amit, son of Ramani Talukdar. Narrow dining tables were placed in four rows on the open space in the middle of the hall. Some medical and sales representatives were looking after their children and wives. I learned afterwards that smart wives of some medical representatives would attend the cocktail party.

Nandi introduced me with his wife and daughter who seemed to be shy and could not eat in my presence. So I moved to other direction and reached near Nag’s cabin. Talukdar saw me and almost dragged me inside.

Around the big table of Chanakya Nag were seated head office first line managers like Antony, Dr. Mehta, Phuchkanwala, Subbarao and Fernandez. Besides, there were Sanyal, Ganguly and Nag himself. Talukdar, who was oft for a little, joined them again on flush. There was a mound of coins and notes at the centre of the table. Everybody invited me to join the game. I smiled and submitted my apology for utter ignorance about this interesting pastime though I knew the cards and system of Flush and Rummy.

“Mr. Bhose has missed the real pleasure of life.” Tarit Ganguly said after throwing ten rupee note on the table.

Nag put another ten rupee note on the table and said, “Why don’t you enjoy the pleasure of life yourself! Go on throwing more notes.”

By “Bhose” Ganguly actually meant me. Instead of “Bose” or “Basu” some so-called anglicised Indians pronounce “Bhose” or “Bhasu”.

Tarit packed the cards and said, “quit”.

Drawing the mound of coins and notes towards himself Nag stretched his cards open on the table. It was the flush of diamonds.

I came out of Nag’s cabin and met Atanu Samanta who was about to enter Talukdar’s cabin. He requested me to get inside Talukdar’s cabin where there had been a nice sitting on Rummy. I entered into Talukdar’s cabin and found Debu Dutta playing Rummy with some medical representatives and their wives. Debu Dutta got up from his chair and requested me to participate in the game. I thanked him and expressed regret for not knowing such an interesting game like Rummy and Flush. Here also I avoided sitting on gambling.

I came out of Talukdar’s cabin and decided to relax in my room and to change my dress for cocktail party fifteen minutes earlier. I carried extra shirt and trousers while coming to office in the morning. Fortunately Mansij brought from the car that bag containing shirt and trousers to my cabin even without my asking him to do so. Probably he knew that car would be used by other persons. Though I did not like his garrulity, in my soliloquy thanks came out of me for Mansij for his matured anticipatory action.

Besides Nandi, Mansij also told me about gambling in form of Flush and Rummy that took place in Rainbow office everyday after office hours along with serving of cold beer in presence of Chanakya Nag. This session would continue minimum for two and half to three hours. He added that no doubt for working overtime he got his extra allowance every month, but he was utterly disgusted with his wretched life. Everyday before and after his scheduled duty hours, he got to spend minimum four hours extra. When there was official party he did not know when he would go back to his wife and children. As per his version “Private company’s driver should not have any personal life.”

Nandi came out into my cabin and said, “Sir, I am free now. I sent my family home with my brother-in-law who had come earlier to pick them up immediately after dinner.”

I smiled at him and said, “So you are free to drink, dance and dine.”

Nandi bent down his head and said bashfully, “Sir, I am not a regular drinker. You know I got initiation in alcoholic drinks from Mr. Anderson.”

“Yes! Yes! I remember very well. Mr. Anderson invited you to his hotel room, offered you drinks and gave you job in Rainbow.”

Nandi closed his eyes for few seconds and said, “Yes Sir! I don’t know why. Mr. Anderson developed so much confidence in my ability, he clearly told me that I would have to get all the formalities done for opening an office and godown of a medicine company. Chanakya Nag who was appointed at that time as a field supervisor, would look after only sales and supervision of medical representatives. I don’t think anybody knows about those days. What a great task was given to me by Mr. Anderson!

Chanakya Nag was only a man of the field having no experience about the formalities to be complied with for establishing office and godown of a pharmaceutical company. Trade and health licence of corporation, drug licence, sales tax registration of local government and central, fire licence, central excise registration, certificate of shops and establishment department, police licence and so on. Though in Kipling and Kingslay most of these licences and certificates had been procured long before, amendments and renewal of licences were there every year. My British bosses were not at all anxious about these matters, as they knew that Fatik Nandi would get everything done in time. Mr. Kipling and Mr. Kingsley were so much generous that I had their open permission for spending money for renewal or obtaining new licence from the respective departments. Mr. Kipling taught me to hand over money to respectable officers in white plain envelope, twenty five percent in advance and seventy-five percent after getting the job done. Afterwards I made permanent arrangement with the key-persons monthly allowance for them.”

Nandi paused, as there was knock at the door.

“Come in please.” I said loudly.

Atanu Samanta entered with smiling face and said looking at Nandi, “My intuition did not betray me. When Fatikda was not found anywhere I thought he must have taken recourse in this chamber.”

Nandi retorted immediately, “Where else I can go? I do not know anything about playing cards, specially gambling like Flush and Rummy. So, I am an unwanted person in the gambling den. Young boys may not like my company, as I am a middle-aged man devoid of any knowledge of modern jokes and feminine gossips. Young ladies may enjoy my presence in their gathering as a buffoon, but not as a man of their desire. You will be surprised, even I am not so much wanted person in my family.”

Atanu said, “Fatikda, ok! I agree with you except what you say about your family. Your wife and daughter definitely love you and you are the only much wanted person to them. Tell me frankly, did you have any time to relish and reciprocate their love? In your youth, you had to come down to Calcutta by early morning Canning-Sealdah local train and go back to your home by late night Sealdah-Canning local train, even when you were newly married. You would go to your bed almost in the mid-night and leave much before sunset. With this schedule your daughter came to this world to see everything everyday except her father who was not free even on Sundays and holidays. You must spend some time with your family. I do agree that for a daily passenger coming to Calcutta from a village beyond Port Canning, it may not be possible to have get together with family members on weekdays; but you should have kept your Sunday free for them. Am I correct Sumantada?”

Atanu looked at me for my comments.

I said, “Oh Yes! You are correct. Mr. Nandi must spend some time with his family. I met his charming daughter today.”

Nandi became serious and said, “Sir, now there is no problem. I am not required by Rainbow at all on Sundays or on holidays now. I spend my holidays with my family. But my wife taunts me very often even during our homely discussion. If for any wrong action on her part or on part of my daughter I say anything, my wife says that I feel disturbed at home and so I talk like that. It would be better for me to spend time in the office only.”

Atanu burst into laughter and restraining himself said immediately, “Mrs. Nandi is absolutely correct. Today she must have seen you spending time with Iris and Leda. So, be prepared for your next meeting with her.”

I could not check my laughter on hearing Atanu’s jokes. Nandi turned jovial and said, “Sorry Atanu! In that respect my wife never doubts me. She has got hundred percent confidence that I will not go for other woman.”

Atanu said smilingly, “Ok! I also agree with your wife that you do not go for other woman. But it does not mean you will not keep information of the women of our office. Why did Leda look so grave? I wished her, but she seemed to be without mood. She reciprocated in cold voice.”

Nandi looked at me and said, “Sir, if you kindly permit I can tell something about latest status of Leda in Rainbow.”

“Carry on please”, I said.

Nandi looked at Atanu and said in low voice, “You know, Leda was transferred to the reception desk from the secretarial chair. In her place Iris was appointed by Mr. Chanakya Nag as per direction of Mr. Rozario. First offence committed by Leda was that she had declined to accompany Mr. Rozario for marketing and also for taking dictation of confidential letter in his hotel room in the evening. Mr. Rozario was at that time one of the Directors of Rainbow. So he maintained his personal grievances against Leda. When he became MD, he took first action against her. But she was not sacked as he still had the hope that one day Leda would realise her mistake and yield to his desire.

Nandi paused for a little and continued with serious facial expression, “Today again offer came to her through Iris who tried to allure her of immediate promotion to the post of lady executive to be placed directly under GM. MD was to buy something from New Market and come back to office via Hotel Emperor Intercon where she could freshen herself in the Beauty Parlour for the cocktail party.”

“But Mr. Rozario picked up Swapna Ganguly, I mean Tarit’s wife for marketing.” Atanu said.

“Yes! That is true. But this time Leda was the first choice of Rozario as he had already enjoyed company of Swapna in the past. Leda had refused the big offer placed before her by Iris; Mr. Rozario selected Swapna as his companion for marketing. I do not know what is stored in Leda’s fate for her second offence.” Nandi said bending his head towards the tabletop.

Rubbing softly his wide forehead by his right hand forefinger Atanu said, “Letters inscribed here can not be changed by human being. These are the inscriptions of God. What worst thing may happen to Leda? Her services will be terminated, this much? You know, sometimes curse turns into blessing. She may get better employment in some other organization just like Santanuda, I mean our beloved Mr. Santanu Majumdar. Do you know? In Rainbow, he was the Divisional Manager, Home Products of a particular region i.e. Eastern Region. Today he is the all India Manager of a reputed processed food manufacturing company having additional responsibility of exporting their products to Middle East and South East Asia besides Nepal, Bhutan, Srilanka and Bangladesh. He is of course not employed in a multinational company having at the top so called anglicised licentious Indian boss surrounded by band of sycophants who got promotions by sending their wives or girl friends to share his bed. Santanuda is employed in a middle-sized Indian company based in Calcutta and having distributors network throughout India, Nepal, Bhutan and Bangladesh. His Directors regretted for not being able to offer him perquisites at par of multinational company; but they assured him of taking care of his abode and kitchen throughout his life provided he did not leave their service.”

“Sorry for interference Atanu; why did Mr. Majumdar leave such covenanted position of Rainbow?” I said.

Before Atanu could reply to my question, Nandi said, “Sir, please don’t mind for my interference. Atanu was not present in the office when Mr. Majumdar had handed over charge to Mr. Chanakya Nag. Diana Gomes was the secretary to Mr. Majumdar. After the resignation letter had been typed by her and signed by Mr. Majumdar, same came to me for despatch. As per despatch system of Rainbow, even internal letters or memos are to pass through despatch department as entries are to be made in the register. Though the resignation letter was submitted to GM by DM and obviously of confidential nature, Mr. Majumdar advised Diana to send the open letter to GM only through despatch department. It was a simple letter stating resignation was submitted on personal ground. But so far I know and everybody in the office knows, Mr. Majumdar was asked to submit resignation, as he could not please Mr. Rozario.”

“But I heard some other story.” Atanu said. “Mr. Rozario had to please some other person aspiring for the position of DM, Home Products as per his commitment given to somebody.”

“Should I tell you, who is ‘some other person’ and who is ‘somebody’? Nandi asked Atanu.

“Sorry Fatikda! I don’t want you to be so much naked. Sumantada has understood what you have said right now.” Atanu said smilingly, “Excuse me. I take leave for fifteen minutes.”

COCKTAIL IN THE RAINBOW - CHAPTER - 8

Chapter – 8

Swapna Ganguly went upon the dais to collect the prize as joint winner in Bridge tournament. Her co-winner was Chanakya Nag who was out of the auditorium. Rozario was sitting on his chair with serious face ogling at Swapna’s heavy hips and protruding breasts. When Mandakini was about to hand over the prize, a leather case containing two packets of cards to Swapna, Chanakya Nag came upon the dais from the side door and collected the same jointly. Nag of course handed over the leather case to Swapna saying “Keep it for your practice to win the next year’s trophy.” Swapna Ganguly almost sprang like a baby waving her bobbed hair, hips and breasts and came down from the dais with the trophy.

Other recipients of prizes got to wait for sometime as Rozario and Nag were engaged in serious discussion. After few minutes Nag got up from his chair and announced without microphone, “Ladies and Gentlemen! After the prize distribution is over, please do not leave your chairs as there is another important item which I will announce shortly. Thank you!”

Gouri Chatterjee called Budhadeb Sinha of stores department to come upon the stage for collecting his first prize for recitation in Bengali. Mandakini handed over to him complete works of great revolutionary Bengali poet Kazi Nazrul Islam. After Budhadeb came Jolly, daughter of Chanakya Nag and Mandakini to collect her prize for “Bharat Natyam” dance and Amit, son of Ramani Talukdar and Keya for vocal music. Consolation prizes were given to Badal, son of Jagabandhu Adhikari and Basabi, daughter of Fatik Nandi. Lastly Ramchandra, personal peon of Chanakya Nag got a special prize for his obedience and sincerity.

“Ladies and Gentlemen! I am now happy to announce about the farewell party of Mr. Santanu Majumdar, our ex-Divisional Manager, Home Products. After serving Rainbow India for five glorious years, Mr. Santanu Majumdar left us for betterment in his personal career. We extend our best wishes to him. Today, I mean, this evening we have arranged a farewell party for Mr. Majumdar. Unfortunately he has not been able to attend this function, as we understand, suddenly he got indisposed.” Chanakya Nag paused for few seconds.

Rozario spoke something to Kelvin who shrugged occasionally.

Nandi whispered from behind, “Sir, it’s an absolute imposture.”

Nag said again, “Ladies and Gentlemen! We would have been happy had Mr. Majumdar been with us at this auspicious moment. Anyway since he has not yet turned up, we will send the farewell gift to his residence.” Nag showed a wristwatch to the audience.

He further said, “Third session of our today’s function is cocktail and dinner. Perhaps most of you have come here with your children and some from distant place. So I request those members, especially ladies with small children to wait for few minutes for dinner in the office hall. Those who desire to participate in the cocktail party may kindly be present on the terrace of our office building sharp at 8 p.m. However on behalf of Rainbow Calcutta I invite all adult members to join us at cocktail this evening. Thanks!”

Audience who remained seated in the auditorium with so much patience and discipline started moving out through the main door like stampede as seen in the cinema halls after the end of film shows. We, I mean managers and executives got to remain inside till the departure of VIPs from the dais through side door. Before going out Nag advised Tarit Ganguly and Gouri Chatterjee to see him in his cabin.

Gouri Chatterjee, the thin and tall bearded young man was a personal appointee of Chanakya Nag as recommended by his wife Mandakini who got to oblige one of her co-joggers in front of Victoria Memorial. Being the student of a Calcutta English medium school, Gouri could speak English fluently in Anglo-Indian accent. Very often he used the word “Bloody” even while talking to seniors. He spoke some words in his own accent and sounded something else to others. As for example instead of speaking ‘Well’ he would utter ‘Boel’ and similarly ‘Buil’ instead of ‘Will’. Nag was very much impressed by spoken English of Gouri and appointed him as a Medical Representative in pharma division under P.K. Sanyal. Within a short time Gouri became a top favourite of Chanakya Nag as he was the only person who could procure original Scotch whisky and virgin girl friend in shortest time for entertainment of Rainbow guests and big bosses. There was a confidential rumour that Iris Stephen was one of such virgin girl friends of Gouri Chatterjee. She applied for the post of secretary to GM (East) of Rainbow India as per direction of Gouri who had brought her to Chanakya Nag long before her final selection by Rozario. Gouri once told his immediate boss Prodyot Sanyal that as per prediction of his family-astrologer, he would rise up to a senior position in Rainbow very shortly. Fatik Nandi was standing nearby and he heard Sanyal saying pointing towards Nag’s cabin, “I also foresee, you are occupying that room very soon.”

Gouri came out of Nag’s cabin and approached Iris who was chatting with Leda, Rupa and some other ladies standing near to me.

“Iris! You have got an exciting responsibility! Do you know what is that? You are to show Mr. Kelvin some of the historical relics of British Calcutta. Go down and get inside the air-conditioned limousine for a nice time to Victoria Memorial. From there you will proceed to Dalhousie Square and show Mr. Kelvin G.P.O., Writers’ building and Octorlony monument before taking him to Hotel Intercon for freshening. However, you must see that you come back to Rainbow house at 8 p.m., as Mr. Kelvin is the guest of honour in the cocktail party. Anyway I am coming down with Mr. Kelvin within a minute.”

Gouri delivered lengthy instruction to Iris and proceeded towards Nag’s cabin. Within two minutes he came out with Kelvin and went downstairs for Limousine and Iris.

I decided to spend the period of intermission in the office only. I was not married at that time. My mother was quite old and my sister was allergic to cocktail party. She never opposed my taking drinks in official parties of previous employers, as I would always keep myself confined within limits. But she questioned me many times why official parties could not be confined within tea, coffee and soft drinks. Though I had tried to quote many historical royal parties and modern banquets arranged by country or state heads in honour of visiting heads of other countries where French Champagne, Spanish Sherry and Scotch Whisky were served, I was unable to convince her of the utility of alcoholic drinks.

Chandan, sales executive of my division came to me and asked me when he would be promoted to the rank of DSM. Though I did not like his untimely quest for career development, I smiled at him and said, “Oh yes! Why not? Very shortly.”

Tactfully I avoided his further question and moved towards my cabin.

I had been relaxing on my chair stretched in inclined position for ten minutes or so when Nandi entered my cabin and said, “Sir, sorry to disturb you.”

I said, “Not at all Mr. Nandi! Welcome! So what are the news? Please take your seat.”

“Most disturbing news Sir!” Nandi said comfortably.

I brought my chair in normal position and looked at him curiously.

“Sir! Do you remember Swapna Ganguly? I mean Tarit’s wife?

“Yes I do.”

“She accompanied Mr. Rozario for marketing.”

“It’s alright! What’s the problem?” I asked Nandi.

“No problem Sir. You asked me about latest news and I told you about that.” Nandi said with depression.

I realised that ever jubilant Nandi did not appreciate my total indifference towards latest news provided by him. As a matter of fact though I welcomed Nandi and offered him to sit before me, I was totally preoccupied with my new assignment in USA. Fortunately, I did not accept official flat of Rainbow as one of the perquisites besides official chauffeur driven car for twenty four hours as I had four roomed rented flat in an excellent locality of central Calcutta. My landlord was a NRI settled in USA like millions of immigrants from all the countries of the world who had migrated to this golden continent in search of platinum currency i.e., US dollars. USA also sheltered these immigrants as their citizens. My landlord used to visit Calcutta once in a year and meet us normally on the day before his departure for USA. He was very friendly to me. So in my absence there would not be any problem for my family to stay in the same flat. I decided to inform some of my distant relatives and close friends to look after my mother and sister for some time.

“Mr. Nandi, you did not finish your story of Kipling and Kingsley. So far I remember, you stopped somewhere when Mr. Anderson indirectly invited you to meet him in his hotel room.” I said to make the situation light.

Nandi smiled and said, “Sir! You remember everything so vividly!”

“Yes! I met Mr. Anderson in the hotel same evening. Such a great man he was! Immediately on being informed by reception, I was asked to go to his room. Door was kept open for me. When I entered into the room, Mr. Anderson almost jumped from his chair and said, “Hallow Fatik! Welcome to my room. Like some drinks?”

“What did you say?” I asked.

Nandi became shy to some extent and said with a smile, “I said, most welcome! I am at your service.”

I was about to burst into laughter but restrained on hearing a knock on the cabin door. Nag entered my cabin and said, “Sumanta, I am extremely sorry to tell you, without your permission I asked your driver to take out Mr. Rozario for marketing. If you need car, I will arrange something for you.”

I got up from my chair and said, “Sir, you have done excellent job. There was really no necessity of asking for my permission. I will not go out anywhere before the end of the cocktail party. Mr. Nandi is giving me jocund company.”

Nandi had got up before Nag entered my cabin and seeing him in person felt very much uneasy. Probably Nag understood the mind of Nandi and said, “Well done Nandi. Why don’t you take out Mr. Bose to the hall, some ladies and children are taking dinner. I am sure, he will enjoy.”

Nag further said, “Sumanta, you can come afterwards to my cabin and enjoy cards.”

I said, “Thank you Sir!”

Nag left my cabin.           

COCKTAIL IN THE RAINBOW - Chapter - 7

Chapter – 7

Atanu Samanta and Deb Pratim Dutta welcomed me almost jointly to occupy the same chair between them. I complied with their request though Gouri Chatterjee had earlier requested me once again to sit on the front row as Dilip Sen, sales tax consultant had left for home and would turn up sharp at 8 p.m. to join the cocktail party.

Prizes were nicely arranged on a table covered by immaculate white silken cloth at one side of the dais. Rozario, Kelvin, Nag, Mandakini and other senior managers of Rainbow head office seemed to be waiting for next announcement.

“Ladies and gentlemen, now we start the second session of our today’s ceremony. I request our beloved GM….” Looking at Chanakya Nag with smile Gouri Chatterjee announced, “I mean Mr. Chanakya Nag to inaugurate the prize distribution ceremony.”

Chanakya Nag got up from his chair and said loudly without microphone, “Ladies and gentlemen! You know that Rainbow is a worldwide international family. I am sure, you know well that some members go out for attending job or business and some look after household matters. But everybody meets in the family get-together. Same thing we do in Rainbow. We meet here on such auspicious occasion and enjoy. Tomorrow again we will be busy in our respective work. I now invite Mrs. Nag to give away the prizes to the winning members.”

Mandakini Nag got up from her chair and smilingly stood near the table on which prizes were kept for distribution. Gouri Chatterjee caught hold of the microphone mouthpiece by one hand and the list of winning candidates by other hand for announcement. One handsome young medical representative stood beside the table to help Mandakini in giving away the trophies with the announcement of Gouri Chatterjee.  

“Mr. Binoy Bhusan Bhar! Please come upon the stage for collecting your prize; Oh! I am sorry! You are getting two prizes. One, first prize in debate competition and second prize, oh! It’s MD’s special prize for arranging all the office functions systematically.” Gouri Chatterjee announced.

Binoy Bhar came upon the stage from the side door and bent forward the upper portion of his heavy body at sixty-degree angle. He collected from Mandakini Nag one Parker 51 fountain pen as first prize in debate competition and one original Japanese calculator as MD’s special prize. Holding up the prizes by his two hands he once again bent forward his body above the waistline at sixty-degree angle and turned towards the audience before exit.

Fatik Nandi already told me about Binoy Bhar who although was very fond of his family life, could not leave the office any day before 9 p.m. whenever Nag was in Calcutta. After office hours Nag had fancy in playing cards almost everyday with DMs and DSMs and also with his other favourite chaps in the big hall sitting around a convenient table. Usual games were Flush or Rummy at stakes of coins and currency notes of lower denominations. During the game, cold beer with spiced peanuts and snacks were served by Binoy Bhar as directed by Nag. After the game everybody would leave except Bhar who had the responsibility of closing and opening the office with the help of two peons.

Before joining Rainbow, Bhar used to work in a travel agency as Public Relation Executive. Though this travel agency was having office on an infamous lane of the most notorious red-light area of Calcutta, it’s tour itinerary included all famous places of India, Nepal, Bhutan, Bangladesh, Sri Lanka and Thailand. It had so much influence with rail, plane and shipping reservation counters that only with few hours’ notice confirmed tickets were delivered to the clients.

On the first day of his official visit to Rainbow as PR Executive of Transganges Travels Bhar told confidently, in Safari tour to the Jungles of North Bengal and Assam, elephants’ backs and the forest Bunglows were given preference first to his company. Even in Rajasthan deserts, best camels were reserved for the tourists booked through Transganges. There was a luxurious “Sikara”(boat) on Dal Lake of Kashmir exclusively reserved for this travel agency.

Nag was very much convinced by Bhar of Transganges Travels and very shortly opportunity stumbled down at his feet to utilize services of this agency house. He was informed by Rozario, the then Director (Marketing) over telephone from his residence at his residential number that a four member party consisting his two sisters-in-law and their husbands would visit Calcutta for a pleasure trip. He (Rozario) would be happy if Chanakya Nag could arrange their sight-seeing tour to North-Bengal, especially to Darjeeling, queen of hill stations in the Himalayas.

Though for official tour of Rainbow Managers and Executives, tickets were booked through World Wide Travels, an international travel agency as approved by Anderson, the then MD, Nag negotiated with Transganges Travels through Binoy Bhar for this private tour of the close relatives of Rozario. Nag knew well that officially being the Director (Marketing), Rozario was at the helm of administration. A blue-eyed boy of Anderson, Rozario used to interfere in the activities of Director, Commercial and Director, Technical. Anderson never hindered him in his activities beyond his jurisdiction as the white gentleman was captivated by this young man looking more like an Abyssinian than the descendant of Portuguese who ruled the tiny state of Goa for a long time.

Nag was aware of the fact that after Anderson, Rozario would become the MD of Rainbow India. Foresight of Rozario was also very sharp. He developed friendship with all four GMs who were favourites of Anderson. It was due to the recommendation of Rozario, four regional heads having designation Divisional Manager were elevated to post of General Manager – East, South, west and North.

Nag told Bhar that he would arrange payment of the entire expenses of the tour of MD’s relatives by cash only, not by cheque. Transganges Travels were delighted for getting entry into Rainbow and assurance of cash payment without bill from GM. Obviously such payment would not be liable for any tax.

Relatives of Rozario enjoyed the tour very much. One medical representative having headquarters at Siliguri was advised to receive the party at Bagdora airport and accompany them during their tour to Darjeeling, Kalimpong, Gangtok and Jaldapara forest. After going back to Bombay they expressed their happiness to Rozario for the excellent hospitality extended to them by Nag and his boys.

Since then Bhar became a person of Nag’s confidence. Within a month he was appointed by Nag as the Administrative Officer of Rainbow Calcutta office with kind permission of Rozario who in the meantime had become Managing Director Designate of Rainbow India after abrupt retirement of Anderson.

“Ladies and gentlemen! I now invite Mr. Deb Pratim Dutta, I mean our beloved Debu Dutta to come upon the stage to collect the prize of best cricketer.” Gouri Chatterjee announced on microphone.

Debu went up to the dais to collect his prize from Mandakini Nag who seemed to be stunned to look at the handsome tall young man with reddish white complexion and well shaped body wearing bright crimson tight T-shirt on white trouser. He looked like a romantic Hollywood hero. He became District Sales Manager, Home Products very recently after Tarit Ganguly had been promoted to DM of this division. Debu did not hesitate to admit that his wife Sikha had brought him luck as immediately after their marriage he got his promotion as DSM from Senior Sales Representative. Sikha was sitting with other ladies behind us, which I could know afterwards. I met her for the first time only in the cocktail party.

After Debu Dutta, P.K. Sanyal came on then dais to collect his prize as best chess player. Prodyot Kumar Sanyal, commonly known as PK, liked to be addressed like that by his seniors. He was jolly and ever smiling with burning cigarette gripped by his fingers. Nandi told me that PK could prepare instant story to pamper Talukdar, his immediate boss and Chanakya Nag. I remember the day Chanakya Nag introduced me with PK, a plump young man of short height and dark complexion, “PK, meet Sumanta Bose, our DM Agrochemicals and Sumanta please meet PK our DSM, Ethical Products.”

Shaking hands with me PK said, “ Welcome Sir to Rainbow.”

Turning his head to Nag he said, “Boss! You are great! Your forecast regarding railway tender has come true. We will get the business.”

“Thank you. Come to me after getting the business.” Nag said.

Prize distribution ceremony was progressing fast. Nag seemed to be feeling uneasy on the dais. Bhar, who was standing near the side door, came before Nag getting his signal. Nag whispered something to him. Bhar left the auditorium immediately.

“Ladies and gentlemen! I now request Mr. Atanu Samanta to come upon the stage to collect his prize as a best actor in the last drama presented by Rainbow sports club.” Gouri Sankar announced.

Atanu went upon the dais and collected a complete volume of the works of Shakespeare from Mandakini as his prize.    

Atanu Samanta, Product Manager of Pharma Division was a cultured literary young man of medium height and fair complexion with thinning hair above forehead and bright eyes. He was humorous and smiling. For a short period Atanu worked in Kipling and Kingsley as a field supervisor for pharmaceutical products.

In Rainbow Pharma Division, medical representatives would report to District Sales Manager who would again report to DM. So I was to some extent curious about job responsibility of Atanu who told me a very interesting story in my cabin in presence of Nandi.

It was the story of an old pharmaceutical company in Calcutta. Though a private limited company, it was wholly owned by a Jewish family. For some of their ethical products there was good demand in rural areas as in the villages and suburban towns most of the doctors used to own medical stores which were attached to their clinics. These doctors placed regular orders with medical representatives of this company who got to empty their detailing bag containing physician samples on their tables. They got meagre salary and commission on sale. In spite of personal and joint appeals, company did not settle their demands. So one fine morning, management of this company saw ‘stop work’ notice submitted by the medical representatives. MD was at that time in USA for a special training in man power and man management. He came back by earliest flight to Calcutta on being informed by his office of the grave situation as the sales supervisors had also endorsed the agitation of the medical representatives.

Mr. MD, a staunch worshipper of Jehovah, was a man of cool brain. He further equipped himself with the recent training in man management during his short visit to U.S.A. he met the leading members of the striking medical representatives and sales supervisors and appreciated their action very much. He further told them that had he been in their position he would have taken recourse to same action. However, he admitted that all these problems had cropped up due to absence of any sales conference for a long time. So he invited all the medical representatives and sales supervisors to join him in a conference to be followed by buffet lunch. Everybody was delighted with the munificent attitude of the MD just returned from U.S.A. They heard about sales conference accompanied by lunch or dinner held by multinational or big Indian pharmaceutical companies. It would be an eventful occasion for them to attend sales conference to be accompanied by lunch for the first time.

Morning session ended with gala lunch. Fish being the top favourite of Bengali people, fish fry was in abundance with chicken leg ‘Biriyani’ and mutton ‘Kabab’. Last item was “Rosogolla” a favourite Bengali sweet.

Afternoon session was fixed for personal discussion with MD. One after another sales supervisors and medical representatives went inside MD’s cabin and came out smiling. It was known afterwards that all sales supervisors were promoted to Sales Managers and all medical representatives were made Territory Managers, their salaries and commission remaining unaltered. Since commission was paid in terms of percentage, more sales would fetch more money as per very simple mathematical formula. Atanu paused for a moment and I burst into laughter. Nandi also joined me. Being a humorist Atanu did not laugh and said seriously, “Sorry! I have not yet finished my story.”

“An upcountry sales supervisor rushed towards MD’s chamber when all the new managers left the office. The poor fellow was awfully late as his train had been held up at a railway station by the agitating passengers travelling without tickets in the previous train and punished instantly with heavy penalty by the mobile checking staffs.

Mr. MD listened to the gentleman with patience and said, “My boy! I am sorry, there is nothing left for you as you are late.”

“Sir, I have told you everything. Please do something for me.” The sales supervisor said desperately.

Mr. MD consoled him by patting his back and said, “Ok boy! I will give you promotion. But are you prepared for less salary?”

“I don’t mind Sir! Please give me promotion.” Sales supervisor almost cried.

“Ok! My boy! From today you are my Product Manager! Congratulations!” Mr. MD said with ecstasy.

COCKTAIL IN THE RAINBOW - Chapter - 6

Chapter 6

Rozario enjoyed very much the laudatory clapping of the audience. Sitting on his chair he was talking to Mandakini Nag and Kelvin occasionally ogling at Swapna Ganguly. Swapna also responded to him by erecting upper portion of her body for proper exposition of her protruding breast.

He was in steel grey coat and trousers made of lustrous synthetic cloth which seemed to be glittering under high powered neon light. His thick dyed curly hair with partition line exactly in the middle above narrow forehead looked like much popular picture of the advertisement of hair-dye inserted in different newspapers or magazines. His sunken eyes on his black complexion below joined wide eyebrows and above long pointed nose were piercing like that of falcon in search of prey.

Fatik Nandi told me one day in my cabin that a perfect English gentleman like Mr. Anderson, founder of Rainbow India had to fall down as a most unfortunate prey of his trusted personal assistant Leo who caused his infamous departure from India. Nandi further added that a steno-typist becoming the Managing Director of a multinational company Rainbow India was probably a world record.

Following the programme, Gauri Sankar invited Haladhar Jana, oldest peon of Calcutta office. I learned from Fatik Nandi that like him Haladhar was also the appointee of William Anderson who picked him up from Hotel Emperor Intercon. Haladhar was not a regular staff of the hotel. But he used to work in the garden attached to the swimming pool everyday. While relaxing beside swimming pool, one day Anderson watched the young man working very attentively in trimming grasses and plants. He could know from a bar waiter serving him beer that this man was on ‘no work no pay’ basis. Next day Chanakya Nag met Anderson beside the swimming pool. Haladhar was also trimming the grasses at that time. Anderson advised Nag to ask Haladhar whether he was interested to get a permanent job. Haladhar agreed and next day he was appointed as peon of Rainbow’s new office in Calcutta. So long William Anderson was the Managing Director of Rainbow India; Haladhar Jana was very powerful man of Calcutta office. He would always carry on ego of being the personal appointee of MD. After departure of Anderson from Rainbow India, Ramchandra Mondol, personal peon of Chanakya Nag exercised more power and almost eclipsed Haladhar with the change of situation. Ramchandra Mondol became powerful man in the office, as he was previously a favourite household servant of Mandakini Nag on whose recommendation Chanakya Nag appointed him as his personal peon. His extra job was to serve tea or coffee to the Divisional Managers. But in all household occasions like family get together or entertainment of official guests at homely lunch or dinner Ramchandra would be in Chanakya Nag’s flat to assist Mandakini and her cook. So Divisional Managers, other executives and office staffs had to depend mostly on Haladhar Jana and another peon Netai Chand.

Haladhar came on the dais and saluted everybody bending upper portion of his body at hundred eighty degree angle. He then looked at the audience and stood in standstill position. Binoy Bhar prompted from the side door of dais. But Haladhar could not follow him and forgot what he was to say. He again bowed at hundred eighty degree angle and came down from the dais. Though the audience started laughing, Chanakya Nag seemed to be irritated as could be seen on his facial expression. Rozario murmured something looking at Nag. Probably he expressed his displeasure.

Gauri Sankar came on the dais and dispersed the sultriness of the auditorium. He took the mouthpiece of the microphone and said smilingly glancing at Rozario and Kelvin, “Ladies and Gentlemen, first session of our function has come to an end. I will now recite a poem specially composed by me for this occasion.”

He paused for few seconds. Touching his well groomed French cut beard on the chin and tightening up neck tie knot he said,

Rainbow in the sky, emits seven colors

Rainbow on the earth, it’s only ours.

Kelvin and Rozario clapped loudly followed by all other on the dais and in the auditorium.

Second session would start after ten minutes. Most of the ladies and gentlemen came out of the auditorium along with children to ease themselves. In air-conditioned auditorium smoking was not permitted. So the smokers lighted their cigarettes outside without any loss of time. Smoking and easing were to be completed within ten minutes. I was smoking standing beside a window of the big hall just opposite to my cabin. Chanakya Nag had already escorted Kelvin and Rozario to his cabin. Bhar also rushed in Nag’s cabin followed by Ramchandra carrying Gin and Lime. Antony was talking to Talukdar. Both of them were non-smokers. Ganguly lined up with Phuchkanwala. Chandranath Gupta was joking with Chandan. Prodyot Sanyal was having chats with other head office executives.

In such crowd of office staffs and their family members it was difficult to identify the persons excepting those I had met during these few day in Rainbow office. Such persons were very few in numbers. 

No young man can forget Iris Stephen once seen. So it was not difficult for me to identify her when she came out of Nag’s cabin where Kelvin and Rozario were resting on Gin and Lime. Probably Chanakya Nag called her for getting some paper or file.

Gouri Sankar and Bhar were standing in front of Nag’s cabin. Iris talked to them for a moment and went to Leda Joseph, the telephone operator cum receptionist. Being holiday, Leda was not sitting on her chair. She was talking to Accounts officer Jagabandhu Adhikari and Fatik Nandi. She was well shaped beautiful tall Anglo-Jewish girl in early twenties having reddish complexion and curled light brown hair resembling a Greek beauty. She was soft-spoken having always a sober smile on her charming face. She was attractive, but not seductive like Iris Stephen.

Adhikari and Nandi got dispersed in the crowd with the arrival of Iris before Leda. Iris was an appointee of Rozario. Immediately on becoming Managing Director of Rainbow India, he visited Calcutta on special request of Chanakya Nag and selected Iris. Leda Joseph was an appointee of Anderson as private secretary-cum-steno-typist of Nag because of her serene beauty.

Nandi told me once that Anderson was always fond of serene beauty, sober habits and surroundings. He himself was soft-spoken and liked soft-spoken people. Out of ten girls interviewed, probably for that quality Leda was selected by Anderson. But things changed after his departure. Leda was made receptionist-cum-telephone operator and Iris was appointed as secretary of Chanakya Nag. Simple reason for this change was Leda’s unwillingness to accompany Rozario for marketing some garments for his wife in New Market and thereafter to his hotel in the evening for taking dictation of some important letters. When proposed, Leda could understand the ultimate desire of Rozario instantly and regretted her inability point-blank, as she had to attend some household celebration.

Obviously Rozario decided to do away with Leda tactfully, as he had never expected to get such rebuff from an office girl who according to him was expected to follow the order of her immediate boss. He expressed his displeasure to Nag and asked him for taking necessary action tactfully. Chanakya Nag was an intelligent guy. He did not want to displease any party, either Rozario or Anderson. So Nag also expressed his artificial anger and displeasure for Leda’s imprudent attitude and act of disobedience, though personally he liked her.

However he advertised in the leading English daily of Calcutta for attractive young female secretary and short-listed half a dozen girls for final selection of one by Rozario during his next visit to Calcutta. Iris got place in this list and was finally selected by Rozario during his first visit to Calcutta as Managing Director of Rainbow India. On the first day of her appointment as secretary to Chanakya Nag, she cheerfully agreed to go to hotel in the evening to take dictation from Rozario on some important management matters. Nag consoled Leda saying that because of her pleasing personality her services were required on the reception desk, which had so far been occupied by Rupa Banerjee who had been transferred to pharma godown. Leda was not unhappy for this change; rather she emitted sigh of relief.

It was time for second session and everybody started entering the auditorium. I was about to follow them. Fatik Nandi rushed towards me and said, “Sir, I have got a funny news for you.”

I looked at him with curiosity.

Looking at all sides by moving his body and head Nandi said, “Mr. Majumdar has not yet turned up. Mr. Chanakya Nag is very worried.”

I said, “Why?”

Nandi said, “Sir, it is extremely confidential. After the prize distribution ceremony there will be a small function which will be announced publicly by Mr. Nag. But I have collected the secret information from Adhikari that arrangement has been made for Farewell reception of Mr. Santanu Majumdar, ex-Divisional Manager, Home Products. Mr. Rozario and Mr. Nag would congratulate Mr. Majumdar for his yeoman’s services rendered to Rainbow in developing sales of Home Products in Eastern Region for last five years. At the end of this function Gauri Chatterjee will recite a poem composed by him in honour of Mr. Majumdar.”

I said, “But this function could have been celebrated some other day! Why in such haste?”

Nandi inclined his head towards me and said in low voice, “Mr. Rozario desired that farewell reception of Mr. Majumdar should be held in presence of Mr. Kelvin. Accordingly he informed Mr. Nag few days’ back and advised him to purchase one farewell gift for Mr. Majumdar. Adhikari told me that he had already paid to Bhar for buying a good watch for Mr. Majumdar as per advice of Mr. Nag. After all Mr. Kelvin should go back with excellent impression regarding Indian management of Rainbow.”

Fatik Nandi wanted to tell me something more. But he slipped away towards the auditorium gate, probably observing Nag coming out of his cabin.

I saw Chanakya Nag coming with Kelvin and Rozario. Before their arrival I entered the auditorium.