He walks past you with a half smile on face and with mobile phone slightly pressed to the ear. He enters the lift and looks at you as if to say 'Hello' to you. He is one of all of us travelling in the lift, hurrying to reach office in a morning hour. No 'khadi' kurtas or Nehru jackets. No Gandhi topi. No assistants or sidekicks. No secretaries or gun-wielding commandos in attendance. His car does not blare loud noice of siren. He holds the rank and status of a Cabinet Minister of India, the world's largest democracy. He need not force down your neck any ideology. He does not need to be a rabble rouser. He does not care what he should do to win any election or woo voters. He is Nandan Nilekani.
He is in lift today. Tomorrow, you may well find him climbing up the stairs to reach his third floor office in New Delhi. Is this a coming of age for India? May be. Let's pray, it is indeed..!
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