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Silence Of The Banks

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I am not a ‘told you so’ kind of person, but I always thought bankers were shifty buggers. Well, see the mess the world is in...I TOLD YOU SO.
Even back in the 80s, when there were only nationalised banks in India, bankers were in the stratosphere. A ‘bank employee’, as a good friend pointed out, stood for ‘decent’, ‘secure job’, ‘well-paid’. If you wanted to give your house on rent – find a bank employee. If you want to find a groom – find a bank employee.
Elsewhere, people usually talk about their first...hmm...biological experiences when they were teenagers. But my generation can talk about the first bank experience. The first time I went to a bank on official work was when I was in my 10th standard. I had to get a ‘dee dee’; although I had no clue what that was. My dad had written down all the instructions, and given his handwriting, I thought I could crack Egyptian hieroglyphics faster.
I furtively walked into this bank on Malleswaram Sampige road. Tubelights, whirring fans, …