Nalban Kolkata Scandal Fulll File
Three luxury SUVs—a black BMW, a white Fortuner, and a Mercedes with tinted glass that reflected lightning—pulled up to the restricted zone behind the boating club. Men in safari suits got out. Bhola recognized one of them: Debashish "Debu" Ganguly, the Mayor-in-Council (MIC) of Parks and Environment. He was the man who signed the checks for Nalban’s "restoration."
But the scandal—dubbed the "Nalban Purta Scandal" by the media—had a second chapter. A forensic audit revealed that the same "sewer-tapping" method had been used in five other water bodies across Kolkata: Rabindra Sarobar, Santragachi Jheel, and even parts of the Hooghly ghats. The total money siphoned was estimated at over 1,200 crore rupees over a decade.
Sanjay "Pipe" Poddar was arrested at the Kolkata airport trying to board a flight to Bangkok with a suitcase full of diamonds. Nalban Kolkata Scandal Fulll
That same night, three men on a black Pulsar followed Roshni home. As she unlocked her gate in Lake Town, one of them approached. "You should stick to fashion shows, didi," he said, and before she could scream, he smashed her phone and the USB drive under his heel. Then they broke her right index finger—the one she used to type—and vanished.
Nalban, meanwhile, was cleaned—temporarily—with a 50-crore emergency fund. The water is clearer now. The kingfishers have returned. But the anglers say the fish are still fewer than before. And some nights, the old-timers claim they see the ghost of Bhola Nath sitting under the tamarind tree, holding a tin of tobacco, watching the water—waiting for the next lie to float to the surface. Three luxury SUVs—a black BMW, a white Fortuner,
Roshni Chatterjee still rows there every Sunday. Her right finger is still crooked. She calls it her "Nalban finger."
ACP Sen arrived at Bhola's hut in the fishing village of Nayapatti at 3 AM. But Debu's men had been faster. The hut was a skeleton of burnt bamboo. Bhola Nath's body lay face-down in the mud, a single bullet hole behind his ear. On his chest, someone had placed a dead bhetki fish—a signature. He was the man who signed the checks
"Not nothing," Roshni whispered through pain. "Bhola. He has a second copy. He keeps it inside a tin of tobacco in his hut."
Roshni was hospitalized. ACP Sen visited her. His face was gray. "They know, Roshni. Debu has moles in my own station. Without the USB, we have nothing."