Neta: Policeman, will you work at my bidding?
Policeman: Ofcourse Netaji. But ...
Neta: What but? Don't stutter. Speak clearly. There are only two of us.
Policeman: O.K. If you so wish. I shall see that no harm comes to you or to your party or partymen, your henchmen, your cronies, your hangers-on, members of your family, friends and relatives.
Neta: That is great and this is exactly what I expected of you.
Policeman: But ...
Neta: Again stuttering? I donot like this. Open up.
Policeman: As a quid pro quo, you have to keep your eyes shut at my wrong doings, you will not stop my promotion, you will protect my officers too who do wrongs, you will not transfer me without my consent, you will provide me with plum posting, the entire recruitment and procurement (bullet proof jacket, uniform, grocery, jeeps, petrol, housing projects for policemen, in the police department will be at my command.
Neta: Oh! for such a small favour you were stuttering! What a fool you are? That is normal. You can specify the unspecified.
Meeting ended with the policeman smarting saluting the Neta.