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Day 3 - Rishikesh

The weather looked gloomy with an overcast sky as we woke up. We had breakfast at the hotel and decided to visit Rishikesh today. Again we headed back the way we came yesterday and after crossing Rajaji National Park the road divides and one goes towards to Dehradun and one to Rishikesh. The drive was pleasant, as we opted Laxman  Jhula as our destination google map smartly took us via highway bypassing the main city.But at the end the roads started to get narrower lucky for us we found a parking lot packed yet as we early risers ;)
The weather was little cold compared to the planes of Dehradun with lots of breeze coming from Ganga. We walked to Laxman Jhula to cross it. Oh boy! We have no idea what local authority allows two-wheelers, cycle to cross the hanging bridge which is meant for a pedestrian. And top of it you even have some cows standing in the middle.
I am sure the people coming all the from abroad to Rishikesh for peace, meditation and self-purity do get a complete shock wi…

Indian Babus(Govt Official)

Today went to the local BBMP (Bruhat Bengaluru Mahanagara Palike) office to get my property Tax receipt which I paid in June there. Was told to go other one as this office is being closed. God only knows why Government build office first and operate there for few years and move to another one. On going to next office

 The guy told without looking at me "Come Monday"


Me -  "Sir Monday is Off due to Ganesha Festival"


Him -  swallows  his words and says "OK come Tuesday"


Me -  "Sir I need it today"


Him - Now he looks up and says "come afternoon"


Me -"Sir it is already afternoon as it is 12:20 PM"


Him - "OK get the bank statement" to prove the money is credited as you paid by Cheque"


Me - little annoyed  -"It is three months and I am telling you it is debited from my account"


Him - takes the acknowledgement slip and goes to a room and comes back  in 5 seconds.


Me - Goes to the same room after 30 Sec; ask the lady with computer for the receipt.


She hands me over the print outs.(surprise surprise so this is the time it really takes 1 minutes max) 


Me  asked for Official Seal


She points back to the first guy


Me  come back with the printouts he signs and puts the round seal.


Thanked him very politely. And got out of there.


The whole thing took only 10/15 minutes a max and my good luck that my work was done. Best part he spoke in Kanada and I kept on replying in English.  Whatever we do as Indian with watching MTV and eating McDonald a visit to Government Office still  remains nightmare which I postpone and procrastinate for ever. As those Officer or a Clark does not change their attitude.

 

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