than 5000 person hell bent on destruction. Not a single
person dared to cross the imaginary line that the cop held
onto for dear life till a bus carrying more cops came.
Kaushikbhai asked some of the excited watchers who the
police officer as. It was the famous Mr. Y.S. Babi. He wept,
my new friend Kaushik Patel wept like a baby remembering
the heroism of honest cops who became rarer and rarer
Late Mushtaque Ali Khan Babi AKA Max Babi: Max was a
multilingual writer, poet who liked a wide variety of
formats – whose life was full of oxymoronic shades, a
polymath who went from being a specialist to a generalist
to a versatilist. Mentoring by being a catalyst enthralled
him, he wrote on serendipity and intuition, conducted
workshops on a range of subjects and topics. He was a very
friendly Santa Claus.