Bowled By BSNL.

I could not take it anymore. This is the limit. I had not particularly planned a speech, but I was sure about the decibel levels I was going to target. I mentally did a pulling-the-cuffs-of-a-full-arm-shirt thing to get a feel for the situation. All set to attack, I cleared my throat to seek attention of the BSNL employee. I was pretty impressed with my beginning. Lke Sehwag, like Hayden and the guy who said, “Well begun is half done”, I too believed in the adage. The lady, after getting the gist of my problem, started to look busy. Not sure if she was trying to solve my problem. Suddenly, like in a discontinuous cartoon strip, a very responsible, tax paying citizen of my beloved land appeared. I was appalled, and quite understandably so. He was almost like a Twitterfox popup when you are chatting with a girl who is remotely interested in your conversation. I think this is what is called the sore thumb in the medical jargon. He broke the queue and made me feel invisible and went onto question the lady behind the glass. I was now puzzled by the turn of events and managed to make a croak when I was given a chance to tell why I was there. Quickly I recovered, just like all my people have known me would have guessed. Went on to explain the situation, not in the elegant and concise way the people around me then, would have preferred. Now, the lady looked like a Russian GM in chess, very thoughtfully collecting in her head, all what I had verbosely put across, and replied almost instantly saying “The Server was down all these days, your issue will be sorted out soon.”. I don’t think I was quite ready for any reply at the point of time. I was always in a opinion that, BSNL chaps are going to apologise for the delay. But wait, what has the server got to do with installation of my broadband connection? I was stumped by the reply and yet to recover…