27 August 1947 – 7:00 A.M., All India Radio, New Delhi
> "This is All India Radio. We bring to you the morning bulletin from the capital."
"Yesterday, the interim Parliament Session passed the 'National Agricultural and Industrial Credit Institutions Executive Act.' Under its provisions, the PMO has formally recognized the establishment of NABARD, ICICI, the National Infrastructure and Investment Fund, the State Bank of India, Union Bank of India, and the Indian Post Bank as executive financial bodies of the present Dominion and would be Republic."
"Experts worldwide are calling this the boldest economic restructuring undertaken by any newly independent nation. London, Washington, Moscow — all are watching closely."
"And now… the world waits for Prime Minister Anirban Sen's next move."
The radio voice faded, leaving behind a trail of expectation that hung thick in the Delhi morning.
The small clock on the corner of the mahogany desk read 7:03 A.M.
Prime Minister Anirban Sen leaned back in his chair at the South Block, the morning light breaking through the curtains and spilling over a table littered with maps, drafts, and coded telegrams. He turned the volume knob to silence the AIR receiver, the voice of the announcer swallowed in a soft static hum.
A faint smile crept across his face.
> "The world waits for my next move?" he murmured, almost to himself. "They should know… the next move is already underway."
He rose, buttoned his coat, and gazed through the window toward the Raisina Hill horizon where the flag of the new Republic fluttered against the sun.
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Scene II — Ministry of Home Affairs, North Block, 8:15 A.M.
Inside the Home Minister's office, Sardar Vallabhbhai Patel sat at the head of a long teak table. Papers, drafts, and letters were arranged in precise order before him. Across the table sat Dr. B.R. Ambedkar, freshly returned from a long night revising constitutional clauses, and R.K. Chetty, the Finance Minister — calm, methodical, with the quiet demeanor of a man who measured twice before cutting once.
The air was expectant — they all knew Anirban would come soon.
Patel adjusted his spectacles.
> "You've both heard the morning bulletin?"
Chetty nodded. "The world already knows of our banks now. I imagine London's stock exchange didn't sleep last night."
Ambedkar chuckled dryly. "Nor will the clerks of the old Raj who still think our institutions are their playground."
Before another word could follow, the heavy oak door opened.
Anirban Sen stepped in — brisk, alert, eyes burning with the energy of someone who'd been awake for days but looked more alive than ever. He carried a single leather folder marked 'Confidential – Internal Security and Reorganization Act'.
Patel rose in respect. "Good morning, Prime Minister."
> "Good morning, Sardaji," Anirban replied. "And to both of you — thank you for coming early. I promise what we discuss today will shape not only the this nation's Present order but its Upcoming years."
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Scene III — The Question of the Police
Anirban placed his folder on the table and opened the first page.
> "Yesterday," he began, "we built the spine of our economic sovereignty — NABARD, ICICI, NIIF, SBI, UBI, Indian Post Bank. That was necessary. But what use is economic independence if justice still wears colonial chains?"
The room fell quiet.
> "Sardaji," Anirban continued, turning to Patel, "you've worked with the police longer than any of us. You know what they became under the British — instruments of fear, not protectors of citizens. If India is to be truly free, our police must no longer serve power; they must serve the people."
Patel's jaw tightened. He'd seen the old constabulary up close — men in khaki who saluted British officers, who had beaten villagers in Kaira and Bardoli under orders. He had reformed districts before, but he knew what Anirban was hinting at was far larger.
> "What do you propose, I know you don't talk about it simply?" Patel asked.
Anirban's answer was sharp.
> "Reform — or removal. We will give the police until 26 January 1949 to change their conduct, this the Day I want us to become citizens of Republic of India. Those who including all types of British Civil servants refuse to reform will be laid off. We will recruit anew, train anew, and build anew. The Indian Republic will have a police,that behaves as protectors — not predators and civil servants who will genuinely help the civilian not exploit them."
Ambedkar leaned forward. "That's a radical step, Anirban. Dismissing that workforce could spark unrest."
> "Not if we replace them systematically with those who will handle the work better than them ," Anirban replied. "That's where the next part comes in."
He flipped the folder's page. On it were bold headings: CBI, NFS, CISF, PPO, ED — handwritten in dark ink.
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Scene IV — The Birth of the CBI
> "First," Anirban began, "the Central Bureau of Investigation — CBI. They will be built on the principle of national accountability. It will investigate crimes of corruption, espionage, and public misconduct,major cases that can't be solved by Police like homicide, major accidental cases,other.They will be independent by executive order — like the Auditor General. It will not answer to political offices, not even mine. Its loyalty will be to law and constitution alone."
He paused, letting the gravity sink in.
> "CBI officers will be trained not as spies or clerks, but as the Republic's truth-seekers."
Patelji looked intrigued. "And its jurisdiction?"
> "Pan-Indian," Anirban said. "No state barrier. No colonial boundaries. If corruption or treason occurs in Madras or Patna, the CBI can move with equal authority."
Patel nodded, quietly impressed. "You're giving India something the British never dared — a police for justice, not empire."
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Scene V — The National Forensic Service (NFS)
Anirban turned to the next page.
> "Second — the National Forensic Service. The British maintained a 'colonial forensic agency' to aid their own prosecutions, but its methods were primitive and partial. I want a scientific, independent NFS — under Ministry of Home Affairs, yes, but with autonomy like the National Health Authority."
Ambedkarji raised a brow. "You mean, a body for physical evidence, criminal reconstruction, and certification?"
> "Exactly. A scientific arm of justice. No political interference. They will serve the courts, the CBI, and the Prosecutor's Office alike with findings— ensuring every case rests on evidence, not emotion."
Ambedkar nodded approvingly. "That would be revolutionary. Evidence above ego."
Anirban's eyes glinted. "And, Sardaji, NFS will be headquartered here in Delhi but operate laboratories and Regional office in every state capital. We will have to train them side by side with the CBI and CISF."
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Scene VI — The Central Industrial Security Force (CISF)
Patel, intrigued, asked, " CISF? You mentioned it now what is it?."
Anirban smiled. "Yes — CISF or Central Industrial Security Force. Our new industrial economy will be vulnerable. Ports, airports, refineries, power plants — all must be guarded by men trained not merely as guards, but as soldiers of production. CISF will protect the arteries of national development."
> "Armed?" Patel asked.
> "Yes — a Armed Police Force like military and also disciplined like them . But they will be part of the Home Ministry, separate from the army, trained for industrial protection, not warfare. If the police fail, the CISF will be our last shield."
Patel sat back, impressed. "You're building the new Republic's muscle, Anirban."
> "Not just muscle," Anirban replied softly. "Also its confidence to be prepared for every scenario."
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Scene VII — The Economic Defenders (ED)
Anirban turned toward R.K. Chetty.
> "Now Chettyji, your Ministry must birth another entity — the Enforcement Directorate. Its purpose: trace illegal wealth, financial crimes, foreign manipulations. The CBI will chase corruption; ED will chase the money trail."
Chetty's eyes brightened. "Under Finance, but independent?"
> "Yes. Independent investigators, auditors, and economists. Every rupee stolen from the Republic must be traced, seized, and returned."
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Scene VIII — The People's Prosecutor Office (PPO)
Anirban turned to Ambedkar now.
> "Doctor Sahib, the Republic needs a central legal nerve — The People's Prosecutor Office (PPO)."
Ambedkar leaned forward, intrigued. "A prosecutor's office… but independent of the executive?"
> "Yes," Anirban confirmed. "Independent like the CAG, and parallel to the CBI. The PPO will investigate, prosecute, and guide law enforcement with discretion and discipline."
He passed a detailed draft across the table. Ambedkar read, eyes widening slightly.
> "They can investigate on their own initiative?"
"Yes," said Anirban. "If they suspect wrongdoing, they can order the police or CBI to dig deeper — or proceed themselves."
"And prosecution decisions?"
"Fully autonomous. They can choose to prosecute, not prosecute, or defer — based on evidence and necessity, For arrest warrents they don't have to wait,they also have power to issue warrents."
Anirban continued:
> " And they will also have the sue moto rights to indict anyone responsible for infrastructure failure, or public endangerment — bridges, dams, civic structures etc.— if negligence or fraud is found. They will work with engineers, auditors, and investigators. No one will be above scrutiny, and they also have a special power to arrest any sitting judge or their senior or junior prosecutor if they have any partial evidence of corruption"
Ambedkar was silent for a long moment, reading each clause carefully.
Then he looked up and smiled faintly.
> "Anirban, what you're describing… it's a fusion of justice and accountability. A Republic with conscience and competence."
Anirban nodded, then his voice hardened.
> "And let it be known — any Police, CBI, ED,PPO, NFS officers team that recovers national assets or illict wealth will receive a portion of seized funds mainly approx 10% of consolidated illict wealth as tax-free incentive. Justice must not only be moral — it must be rewarded."
Chetty raised an eyebrow. "You're blending idealism with pragmatism."
> "We can't ask men to fight corruption with empty stomachs," Anirban said simply. "This incentive is not greed — it is gratitude."
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Scene IX — The Civil Service Revolution
Patel cleared his throat. "All this is grand, Anirban. But who will recruit and train these officers? The current Civil Service exams are still the British Indian ones."
Anirban had expected this.
> "Then we build new ones. I propose the creation of the Union Public Service Commission — UPSC — as the central body for recruitment, and the Subordinate Service Commission — SSC — for lower cadres. Both will be housed under a new Ministry of Personnel, led directly by the Prime Minister's Office."
Ambedkar nodded approvingly. "Centralized merit, national discipline. I am in Favor ."
> "Exactly," said Anirban. "We have only a year and a half. By 26 January 1949, I want these systems operational. When India declares herself a Republic, she must already have officers who know their duty — not to the ruler, but to the Republic."
He looked at each of them, one by one — Patel, Ambedkar, Chetty.
> "We will train the police,Civil Servants,the CISF, the NFS, the CBI, the ED, the Prosecutors.And when the states are reorganized, we will appoint them where needed. India will not inherit the British system. We will outgrow it."
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Scene X — The Iron and the Spirit
The morning sun had risen higher now. Through the tall windows of the Home Ministry, beams of gold light fell across the faces of the four men — each representing a pillar of the newborn nation: Order, Justice, Finance, and Vision.
Patel finally spoke.
> "You are changing everything, Anirban. The police, the courts, the bureaucracy — all reborn in mere of few days."
Anirban smiled faintly.
> "We are not changing everything, Sardaji. We are restoring what was always ours — Justice that protects, not punishes. Law that reforms, not enslaves."
Ambedkar adjusted his glasses, thoughtful. "And the old police officers and civil servants? You said you would not reveal their dismissal plans?"
> "Not until the Republic is ready," Anirban said. "If they know, they'll revolt. Let them think they're secure until the new ones are trained. When the clock strikes January 26th, 1949, the Republic will breathe with a new heart — and the old blood will fade quietly."
There was silence. Even Patel — the Iron Man himself — felt the gravity of that promise.
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Scene XI — The Quiet Resolve
As the meeting adjourned, each minister rose slowly, absorbing the weight of what had just been set in motion.
Chetty closed his ledger. "Then it begins — the architecture of justice."
Ambedkar said quietly, "In 15 Months, the Constitution will have flesh and bone."
Patel turned to Anirban, eyes sharp with pride.
> "If we succeed, Anirban, history will remember that the Republic of India was not born from revolt — but from reason."
Anirban nodded. "And from courage, Sardaji. Always from courage."
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Scene XII — The Solitary Prime Minister
Later that evening, as the lamps of South Block flickered against the quiet Delhi dusk, Anirban sat once more before his radio. AIR was broadcasting foreign commentary — voices from London and Washington analyzing India's new banking laws.
He switched it off.
In the silence, he took out his diary and wrote:
> "The empire governed us through fear.
We shall govern ourselves through justice."
"Today we plant the roots of order —
CBI, NFS, PPO, CISF, ED, UPSC, SSC —
Tomorrow they shall bloom as the guardians of our Republic."
He looked at the date: 27 August 1947.
A small smile crossed his lips.
> "The next move by me ," he whispered, "is already cast. "
Outside, the monsoon wind swept through Raisina Hill.
And for the first time since independence, Delhi felt not merely free — but righteous.
And it's Protector already moving to secure it's sovereignity towards North West.