Frustration Unlimited

Day : Saturday evening
Time : 6:30 Pm

Silence every where..and then there was a sudden havoc in my bank,especially amongst my colleagues..I heard them whisper "arre Taj Iyer is here !!!...u handle him ..u handle him"..pointing towards each other...I was sure this saturday would be a tough one , coz Mr Taj Iyer in bank would not leave without meeting me.

Flashback :

I still remember..my initial days in office ; the same havoc , same whispers , before I could just lean and satisfy my curiosity of seeing him , somebody from the other side said :" Excuse me madam !Do you look after fixed deposits"

Me : ya
Person : ahhh !! dont you know how to calculate simple interest also??
Me : simple interest??
Person : ya you have given me 8 Rs less than what i should have got ..whaaat is the problem ..I dont get it ..why did you give me less money..half money you put in your pocket or what!!
Me : It is the system sir ..system calculates the interest..not me..
Person : My dear girl you have made the system.. .now you have to give me the money..otherwise I will have to talk to your branch manager..she knows me very
well Ms Mamo Rani is a great person ... She will surely help me.

And off he went.From that day till now , I have been the lucky girl to get his special attention and all his "adulations".

Not that I have a problem with all elderly people or should I put it this way that all elderly people don't have a problem with me. I remember this very sweet old man who always used to come to me and then one day he told me how he was looking for a bride for his grandson and that I was perfect for it. I thought he was quite sweet ( obviously it would have been sweeter if his grandson would have told me the same thing ..;) )
But this Taj Iyer seemed to have all the qualities of becoming a modern time Hitler.All his visits to the bank involved a special visit to me and my Branch manager Mammo Rani ( Name changed ..you never know ..may be my boss and the old man have spy's in blog world too!!!).

From that day.. till now.. my story with him has been more like a block buster movie..and has had every thing .. suspense,romance,trauma, tragedy,emotion...you ask for it and you will get it..

Return from flashback

This time as expected he came to me said " Excuse me " . I tried not to see him , to act as if I had become deaf in one day...but then ..
" Ms Dimble.. Dimble ..I am talking to you..I have a very important assignment for you"
When I looked at him and 100 fixed deposit slips in his hand, I was sure trouble was not far away.

Taj Iyer : I want you to make 100 fixed deposits with my grandson Naaj as the nominee

I checked his account and saw already existing nominee Baaj .

Me : Theres an existing nominee in your account...some Mr Baaj..
Taj Iyer : Dont take his name.. Baaj is not a good person ..wo baaj nahi aata..he is a cheat..I
will put Naaj as the nominee uspe mujhe Naaj hai..!!!
Me : oh I see... so you want to remove Baaj from nomination ..
Taj Iyer : what are you saying ..whaat is your problem ..just put Naaj's name ..no need to delete Baaj..dont put your nose in my family matters ..I can solve them myself!!!!

I thought it was better that before proceeding with any further discussion .. I talk to my branch Operation's Manager ..Mr Yoku..
Oblivious to what was going on he was having a long discussion on phone. .He sits just behind my work place. I whispered " Yoku ..Yoku "

Yoku : haalllo haan boliye
Me : yoku its me ..aap phone pe nahi ho
Yoku : haan dimpaal boliye

I hid my face behind the fixed deposit ( fd ) slip and showed him the name written on it ..
"SIR... TAJ IYER AAYA HAI "

Mr Yoku is a very friendly and helping person. He hid his face too with that fd slip and said "Mamo Rani ke paas bhejo...budde ko "

Drat!!! now I was gone.

I have always felt Taj Iyer has a special liking for Mamo Rani. Why else will a old man of his age (100 or may be 110 yrs old ..) come to bank for small small things. I even overheard him telling her how his wife was planning to give him a divorce..hmmmmmmm dont know what's cooking..but as Taj iyer said I shouldn't put my nose into his personal matters....per kya karein control nahi hota..;) .
There was a long discussion between Mamo and Taj followed by false commitments from her to him, and suddenly from no where he again came to me.
" See you said this cannot be done..Mamoji says this will be done..and tomorrow my 100 fds will be made "
Damn it ..who is going to do that..I tried to explain it to him.."Tomorrow!!..there are 100 fds..it will take atleast 3 days".
"You know what I think you are trying to be the BM of this branch...but let me tell you some thing ..U ARE NOT MAMOJI ".
Shit !!! did he really think I was trying to be Mamo Rani......why would I try that..I am not ugly , I am not disfigured, I don't have a bad dressing sense ( Multi color shirt and cheap cargo pants..having 6 pockets in office!!!) . Pissing me off , he went away from the bank. I went to my BM thinking she would help me, but I was wrong .She acted as if she was not responsible for anything..as if Taj was my personal issue. Usually I am a very patient person , hardly get angry..but that day even I came to know my limits ; Taj Iyer had easily played with my emotions. One of my colleagues came to me and asked " you look sad..are you ok ". I tried to answer but don't know what happened , a sudden leakage started from my eyes and before I knew the leakage had started from my nose also..and I was quite relieved that I had a hanky with me ( which i usually forget at home ). It was very embarrassing for me , I tried to control my emotions but the result was bad... I was smiling and crying at the same time. I can never forget that day!!!!!!

The next day he came again and went directly to Mamo Madam , the fd was not made yet (because it really takes 3 days for that to get activated). Then he came to me and for the first time he was smiling ..he said " Dimble you were right , the FD cannot be made in 1 day , today even your boss said the same thing..she doe not know anything...she changes her answer everytime...dont know who made her the BM...This Mammo Rani or Shabbo Rani ..or what ever is her name was saying it will be made after 3 days..she should have told this yesterday only ..I dont have energy to come here every day.From now on I will approach you only , she does not know anything ".
I pinched myself to check whether this was a dream .
owwww!!!!...guess I pinched too hard. It was reality ..yeepeeeee!!!! ..I was so happy and surprised .Come on he wasn't that bad afterall. A grandfather like figure. :)
I saw my BM peeping from her workplace and once Taj was gone , she began interrogating me

BM : what did he say ..was he talking about me
Me : errr ..no just a thing here and there
I didnt have the heart to tell her that her only fan was now no longer her admirer.
I was too happy that atlast the nightmare was over , atlast Mr Taj was my friend .
Wednesday morning ,
" Dimble..Dimble my name is not written on the FD certificate...do you have anything against me????????? "
Return of Mr Taj Iyer....Here I go again...