Police : The Gaurdians , no doubt .

In Bangalore in September ,October groups of young men get together in annoyingly large numbers to convert the city into a Ganesha abode with every street anchoring one idol .
The street gang to which i belong , being no exception , preparations were full steam ahead . Including getting the perfunctory ' no objection certificate ' from the local police station .
We , around 15 guys trooped into the local neighborhood police station , waving the constable at the doorstep aside (Our gang leader Mr M has blue blood ! !) .
Politely , M started filling the form . We returned it after i checked for spelling errors (also because of the blue blood !!)
BANG!!! He stamped the seal on our application . ' REJECTED ' it screamed . Looking as if he had just been whipped , M smiled one of his ' i'm gonna F$&K you ' smiles . Calmly he took out a handsome note . Nothing . Two notes . Nothing . Five notes . Nothing .
As a last resort , and because his authority was being challenged he took out the 'Bramhastra' His cell phone ! He was thinking of which uncle of his he should call , ''put it away saa'r '' Our noble cop says .
M is angry alright , '' i'm gonna get you transferred '' he says . All the while the rest 14 of us are mute spectators .
'' Please listen to me first '' he pleads .
" 5000 bucks aint enough for you eh ? " M counters .
" please saa'r listen , its not about the money ! "
" 8000 last call ! or your out "
Noble Cop finds his bearings and says '' There is a bloody large terrorist threat in Bangalore this time , nobody is being given permission for large gatherings on the streets !! '' , '' when i say nobody , I mean NOBODY !!" He bellows .

We beat a silent retreat to find a nice plot , garage or compound to hold the festivities .