Diary writing on visit to a bank
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Hundreds of people visit banks daily. All kinds of people visit all kinds of banks. One of these ‘all kinds of banks’ is the State Bank of India and a category from ‘all kinds of people’ are the people who don’t know how to write except their names. I visited the bank recently. And while waiting for my turn to come I observed a woman, in her thirties probably talking to the peon, asking for assistance. And suddenly a little problem came ahead of her. I was surprised to observe that the little problem of her was that she had to fill a form. Something people like you and me are used to. She started looking here and there with those eyes full of hope. In a vast university with strength of almost 15,000 people, who has the time to help someone not known to them? She asked the peon in the very first place. His looks were enough to deny the help. And she started asking every girl that had come to visit the bank, to help her with the form. As the population included me as well, she came to me! I started filling her form, asking all her details one by one.
While filling the form, I asked for her ID proof. To my amazement, she took out a polythene bag full of all sorts of cards. Some cards had her picture on them and some were of her husband. I look for her Adhaar Card and filled in the details. After 15 minutes of interrogation I completed her form and I asked her to sign the form where applicant’s signatures were required. She with all her concentration held the pen as if it was a discomforting object to hold and wrote her name in Hindi, her handwriting similar to that of a kid of UKG class. Maybe a bit better!
At the same time, I saw a bank employee who was tired of explaining a procedure to an old lady who came from an outside village. The old lady was in proper Rajasthani attire and she too had a similar poly bag that had all the ID proofs and Bank passbooks she’d ever owned in her life. The bank official enquired for a required document and she handed him all the documents she had. He looked for the required document but couldn’t find it. And all his explanations to the lady went useless.
The two incidences I witnessed, all at once, forced me to think that in a country where we are talking about Globalization, Entrepreneurship, Feminism and all similar sort of terms are completely alien to the women I talked about above. We are moving ahead. We hear the calls of digitalization, globalization and materialism but amidst these calls we somehow fail to listen to the call of the people who are somehow dependent on us, on the society and on the nation. We all have seen and observed our mothers since childhood and the best thing I observe about my mom is that she saves! Although it’s a little amount of money at once but she saves because in the end it’s the woman in the family who makes the mere go. My mother is well educated, aware of her finances and all the banking procedures. Talking about my granny, I saw here save too. An illiterate, child bride and a young widow! She used to save too! Paisa by paisa, rupee by rupee, she used to save. And to my wonder, she kept her savings in a steel container and she used to hide it among the other containers in her kitchen. With that little amount of savings, she made assets for all her kids. Had she been aware of the investment schemes and banking, she would’ve been a business woman maybe! But that couldn’t happen because her signatures were similar to that of “Guddi” - the lady I mentioned above.
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While filling the form, I asked for her ID proof. To my amazement, she took out a polythene bag full of all sorts of cards. Some cards had her picture on them and some were of her husband. I look for her Adhaar Card and filled in the details. After 15 minutes of interrogation I completed her form and I asked her to sign the form where applicant’s signatures were required. She with all her concentration held the pen as if it was a discomforting object to hold and wrote her name in Hindi, her handwriting similar to that of a kid of UKG class. Maybe a bit better!
At the same time, I saw a bank employee who was tired of explaining a procedure to an old lady who came from an outside village. The old lady was in proper Rajasthani attire and she too had a similar poly bag that had all the ID proofs and Bank passbooks she’d ever owned in her life. The bank official enquired for a required document and she handed him all the documents she had. He looked for the required document but couldn’t find it. And all his explanations to the lady went useless.
The two incidences I witnessed, all at once, forced me to think that in a country where we are talking about Globalization, Entrepreneurship, Feminism and all similar sort of terms are completely alien to the women I talked about above. We are moving ahead. We hear the calls of digitalization, globalization and materialism but amidst these calls we somehow fail to listen to the call of the people who are somehow dependent on us, on the society and on the nation. We all have seen and observed our mothers since childhood and the best thing I observe about my mom is that she saves! Although it’s a little amount of money at once but she saves because in the end it’s the woman in the family who makes the mere go. My mother is well educated, aware of her finances and all the banking procedures. Talking about my granny, I saw here save too. An illiterate, child bride and a young widow! She used to save too! Paisa by paisa, rupee by rupee, she used to save. And to my wonder, she kept her savings in a steel container and she used to hide it among the other containers in her kitchen. With that little amount of savings, she made assets for all her kids. Had she been aware of the investment schemes and banking, she would’ve been a business woman maybe! But that couldn’t happen because her signatures were similar to that of “Guddi” - the lady I mentioned above.
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