With the weekdays making me almost go crazy, the weekend was no relief either but yeah it was interesting...
Saturday was reserved for all the bank work that we had to do. Ankit had few forms to fill-up, I had some documents to be submitted and Mom asked us to check with the banks for few things she wanted to know. Ah! Friday evening, I kept thinking what kinda saturday it wud be...
Saturday morning, I managed to get up in time and after munching on a toast, me and Ankit drove off and it was so hot that at one moment I thought there was something wrong with the car's AC. On the road, amidst all the scattered traffic, there were bullock-carts, Carts, Scooters, Bikes, Cars, Autos, Buses, Rickshaws and Cows all trying to form some kind of a circular ring around us...ah! the road was so jam-packed.
Finally we stopped over at one bank and I cud hear a bank-official cribbing abt how Saturdays are monsterous for them as people keep pouring in...A certain Mr. Gupta (sincerely chewing on his paan) said ,"Arey, Sharma saheb apna counter toh enquiry counter bann gaya hain, jo chaahta hain mooh uthaaye chalaa aata hain, form kahaan milega,FD kahaan banegi,insurance kahaan hogi aur kabhi kabhi toh chai kahaan milegi"..."Mr Sharma, my desk has become an enquiry counter as every other person comes here to ask me things like where do we get a form, tea etc." Mr. Sharma laughed it off and said,"Bhaiyaa, ab toh aiseeey hi chalega, waisey ek baat batao yeh Naye account ke form kahaan milengey?"...lol...this man himself asked him from where he cud get the forms...funny people...
Once I was done with this bank, we moved on to another bank and I decided to stay in the car rather than go inside and witness the crowd that seemed to grow minute by minute... It was not a good decision on my part though, as I felt so hot outside...Ah! And the scene around me was also not quiet good, some guys at the near-by tea-stall kept ogling at me. To my surprise, there was a cop accompanying them...well in a way I was less surprised....coz I don't hold any respect for the U.P. cops in particular....they are gross and cheap...They started passing some comments about me and I was running out of patience...my hands were folded into fists...holding myself back...
I have enuff reasons to hold back...Mom has asked me to promise her that I will never try to get into any problems with the cops no matter how sick they are(once while in skool, I confrinted a cop for taking bribe from bus drivers in my school, it was not a gud experience)...and she has also asked me to avoid confronting any delhi or UP guys...ah! not her fault, she is scared coz she has seen enuff in this city...more than me...I keep coming in and going out but she stays here...
I felt like slapping the two guys hard...but...watever...am so pissed off even now...
Sooner, Ankit came back and we both started deciding on what to cook for lunch...He told me, "Yaar, I am really hungry, lets buy some Maggi noodles and you cook it for us and for lunch lets suprise mom"...I was like,"Aha! we wud need to shop for grocery then".
