I distinctly remember that day in May, 1988 when we, as young IPS officers, had come to New Delhi for Parliamentary attachment for one week. Apart from exposure to the working of the Parliament in the largest democracy of the world, we were privileged to have lunch in the Parliamentary canteen serviced by the Indian Railways. As youngsters, many of us who had come from a limited resources background, what we found the most tempting was buying ice cream cups at a rate, maybe one third of the market price. I do not remember exactly but I, like many others in our batch, might have gorged on, maybe half a dozen ice cream cups that day. We had never had so many ice creams in a day till that day.