How to bring down a system - The Police

Well, I am writing an imaginary story, any characters resembling someone or something is purely a co-incidence.

I am fed up with the techniques I get to know every day from different sources on how can someone screw up an established system, so I decided to prepare a garland of these flowers which I will knit one by one. Here is one of the few flowers. You can use a knife to cut potatoes in kitchen, or to cut your own veins. The same rule applies to this story.

3. The Police

I am sure every reader of this post has encountered a traffic police at least once. So I am writing about one fringe encounter; and unluckily I was to be a part of the incident. 

3 characters in this story: 
    me - me
    my Pondichery friend - friend
    Police - Officer

Me and my Pondichery friend were on bike in market place and my friend was riding. We didn't had any kind of papers, neither RC, nor he had a license. There was half broken number plate. Unlucky us, the rider was speaking on phone. Seems filmy rite?, but its true incident. 

The bike turned off while breaking, near a turn on the road, to add to it was a handsome young traffic police officer sitting on his government-issued-Apache-bike near that place; as if he was waiting for us. He called us, and the incident goes like this.

officer:  license ?
friend:   No sir. 

officer: ur bike don't have number plate and u were talking on phone while riding. 
friend to me: what ? (idiot, didn't understand the local language; most likely pretending)
me:     ha sir, little urgent, need to get certificates given for printing, so in hurry we forgot. 

Officer: (Angry) if you had time, you would get a bike with number plate?
me:       Hmmm 

Officer in his walkie-talkie, " Sir, please come here, need to cut a bill on a bike".

Officer: you guys will be fined with Rs.1400/- for all the offenses. it is a crime to ride without number plate, my senior is coming, he will be here in 2 min. He will give you the receipt. now a days we have electronic bills, else I would have given this (showed a bill book).
friend:  (cry face) sir, please don't do that, this bike is my friend's, I will be in great trouble. lets settle here. 

Officer: Rs.500/- (very blunt)
friend to me: (bad face) I don't have anything except 40 rupees. 
me: sir, I have 100Rs with me, need to pay 60 rupees for the  printing press. so please....

Officer: (red faced now as if he will cease our bike) wait let my senior come. 

waiting for 5 seconds may be. staring at eachothers face.

officer: give me that. 
I gave Rs 100/- to him, he silently gave back Rs. 40/- and warned us to disappear in a moment, before his senior arrives. 

Just a moment before leaving, 
me: (with little hesitation) "Sir, in walkie-talkie you have to press the button to transmit a message".

A big fat smile on his face!!!
I was expecting some embarrassment on his face, but, everything was reverse, instead he smiled as if he has achieved something.

Officer: (very happy face) I know, go. 
We thanked him and left the place.     

I say, this attitude of the officer, will bring down the system. 

Next time I will write about School.