Experiencing the GOVERNMENT MUSIC..
>> Thursday, October 22, 2009
Everyday I had a look at TOI’s common man cartoon and laugh at the situation which he is facing in various circumstances. I never gave a thought that amongst all odds I will be also facing the same thing someday or the other and hence, finally the judgment day arrived.
I needed a birth certificate which will be required in my further recruitment process. After inquiring many places and hospitals I came to know that it is made in the municipal corporation which falls in my area code. In the hot sunny afternoon, I kick started my bike and made my way for accomplishing the mission.
I arrived at the office. There where many directions and respective departments written other than English and Hindi. I had a problem in translating them so I thought to seek help from the security guard. On inquiring him, he spoke the language so fast that I was confused with the things but finally his gestures helped me to make my way.
There were various departments but as you are in government office you’ll not find the one you needed most desperately. On asking one of the employ “Uncle,ye birth certificate ka department kidhar hain???”
He said ”Ye block ke peche hain…Udhar jake puchoo mil jayega…”.Thanking him I left for the next block with a pinch of hope in my pocket.
Crossing all the files and cupboards which are symbolizing work activity in a government building I reached the other department. After scanning for a while I couldn’t find the sign board. All where busy with some work except a woman. There I got the target.
I approached her and said ”Namaste aunty..!!! ye birth certificate ka dept kaha par hain??”
She laughed at me as if I had cracked a joke and replied “Main yahan nayi hoon..Mujhe nahi pata..Unse pucho”
Man, it was so frustrating. I could not control my temper. But mentally I was prepared for such things to happen. As I approached a man, seeing me approaching towards him he started talking to his colleague. I interrupted his discussion and asked him the same thing. He too, directed me to the next block. Trying to find my way I reached the dead end but no sign board stating the thing I wanted.
I approached a clerk and asked “Excuse me!!!..Namaste uncle..Ye birth certi…??”
Without allowing me to complete my sentence he said “Wo Do cupboard ke bich main…”
Dude there were so many cupboards but between which 2?? I started walking in random direction hoping to spot it. Seeing me moving he stopped me saying “Kaha pe ja rahe hoo??? Wo tho waha pe hain.. Dekho udhar..”
Finally I reached my destination reading the Greek symbols. With astonishment I knocked at the door but no one answered. I cared to ask the person outside is this the right place. He said ”Madam andar hain.. Jaoo bindaasss..”
Without knocking I opened the door. The office was filled with two desktops with a screensaver running but no one inside.
In disappointment I came outside and asked the clerk “Madam andar nahi hain???”
He did not reply any thing and continued his work of ‘Crtl+C’-‘Crtl+V’ from file to another. After some wait I interrupted him saying “Uncle, Madam ka lunch time hain kya???”
In frustration he said “Mujhe kyun puch rahe hoo?? Dikh nahi raha main kaam kar raha hoon??? Baar baar disturb mat karo..”..I dunno regarding what disturbance? We Indians are good at copy-paste blankly..
Seeking a place to sit I saw a lady walking in the cabin. I followed her and took her permission to get in.
“Hello madam..Mera Birth-certificate chahiye tha..”
She said ”Aap rehene ko kidhar??”
“Pimpri-gaon”
“Paida kidhar hue?? Hospital ya Gaon main??”
“Hospital”
“Konse???”
“Mostly Swaminathan..” it was the only hospital I remembered that was there in 80’s.
“Thek hain…Naam bataoo..”
“Aniket madam.. Aniket Pal”
After searching for a while she did not find my name in the list. Being a BE in computer and using all my stupid database skills I asked her to search with all possible strings. But all failed.
“Ek kaam karo..Jijamata hospital jaaoo.. waha pucho kya procedure hain.. phir mere paas aaoo.. main bana dungi..”
Keeping my right hand in back pocket I said “Kuch settlement karo na madam…Kar do baad main dekhte hain.. main rukhne ko tayar hoon.. aap sirf time bataoo kitna lagega..???”
She told she is helpless and asked me to follow the procedure. With all disappointment I left the building with only one knowledge that “Birth Certificate Department is at the Dead End..!!!”
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