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A signboard (Top Secret)

Below is one of the signs I saw at the extremely busy Platform number 1 of Allahabad railway station recently --->


I wonder, How 'secret' or 'intelligent' the department's services would be !

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  1. I don't think that you quite grasped what the word 'Intelligence' means, in context of Govt. Departments, that is - and this is quite surprising given the fact that you are a grown up guy, rather than being a disgruntled teenager!
    These are the branches that most of the public service departments of the GOI have. Their job is to provide & receive covert intelligence reports which act as a pre-warning against any form of malicious activity against the concerned department(railways, in this case)- be it sabotage, or an impending terrorist strike. It is manned by a hand picked lot and presided by high ranking IPS & Railway Security Force officials.
    And if your superficial post was a rant against the 'inefficiency' of such branches(which is a favourite past time for most of the young Indians), always remember that for every strike encountered, there are at leat a hundred strikes neutralized, more often than not by the same 'Special Branch Intelligence' you so stupidly mocked.

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