I went to a Bank

As I enter the Bank, I am amazed by its interiors. Generally Banks have these boring interiors, with counters and people behind those meshed grill structure for more protection, thereby giving a feeling of meeting with prisoners, for me.


But this Bank was certainly looking different, as the interior strikes me first. It surely resembles the interiors of a high-end hotel. I look around with inquisitive eyes, trying to take in the decor, as much as possible. The colors, the furniture, the Zen corner everything was mind-blowing and for a moment, I thought that I am surely not in a Bank. There was no boring counters here. Neither were there people, who were dis-interested in their customers.

I was welcomed warmly and I smiled immediately – the reflex action to that perfect warmth.

And then when I told I’ve come here to collect a Cheque book on behalf of my husband, the lady took me to a cubicle, where I met with one of the Bank’s representatives. Β She was amazingly warm too, with her smile.

And I had to pinch myself twice before really understanding what that lady was doing for me – She was actually filling out the challan for the request of a Cheque Book !!!!  😯

But, I settled down to that groove and let myself be pampered. After all, it’s not every day that Banks show this much interest in customer welfare.

She started filling in the details, as though she had all the time in the world !!! I could’ve even had a pedicure done in that time !!!! πŸ˜‰

And finally, she came to the column called PAN number and she paused. I woke up from my imaginary pedicure and asked her if there was any problem.

She hesitated, but finally told that since this account was related to the PAN number, the Cheque Book cannot be issued to me. But only to my husband.

I was furious. Suddenly I felt the bubble burst. Β I told her that all Savings Accounts have their PAN number in them and that she should have told me first about the whole Cheque book thing. What hurt me most was her refusal to hand over the Cheque Book to me.

She tried to calm me down and flashed a sweet smile and told me that the Cheque Book will be hand delivered tomorrow to my husband and that there is no need to worry.

That seems to be good enough for me. I was enjoying so much luxury in the Bank, that I hated to leave that place. Can u imagine that ????

Beep…..Beep……Beep…..went on the alarm at 5.30 !!!

“Damn, this dream and the alarm !!! Oh !!! Shut up, you mobile…..lemme spend some more time in that wonderful place called Bank.”

The husband heard me talk and asked about it. When I told him, he was mighty pleased and smiled too.

“Oh dear, I am so happy to have you in my life. Even in your dream, you seem to be thinking of going to the Bank and doing my Account related work. You are such a darling”.

And I hated to have that Bank dream !!! πŸ™„

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33 Replies to “I went to a Bank”

  1. HA ha ha ha ha πŸ™‚ well now now .. dont be like that .. you dream you get pampered with smiles and the way the bank looks ..
    You wake up and tell you husband about the dream and you get pampered by such a nice statement its a awwwww moment ..

    and you say you hated that .. now cum on … πŸ™‚

    he he he

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    1. U certainly seem to be on a roll – FIRST here again. πŸ™‚

      Its a dream Bikram and all things not possible happen there. Like that bank and those promises….reality is different. πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

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  2. He he I somehw guessed it ws in ur dreams πŸ˜›
    Know what I ws dng in my dreams sday? Buying some awesome nite suits – they had jungle book as their theme πŸ˜‰ Cooool no πŸ™‚

    LOLzzzzz so u hated the dream : P:P

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  3. I thought you were dreaming about such wonderful service in banks in the beginning! Then you say, it was! I even thought that I will visit this ‘dreamy bank’ and open an account!

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    1. Whatever I write abt my man – all of u seem to be agreeing with him or his ideas !!! hmpf…. πŸ˜‰

      I wish there were banks like these…. πŸ™‚

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  4. LOL! But some of these private banks are like that indeed. I think only in Indian banks do they have those ‘jailed’ counters. They’re the one I grew up seeing too πŸ™‚

    Where did you get that picture from ? πŸ˜€

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    1. Picture courtesy is Google. πŸ™‚ Dont know if its any bank or not…. πŸ˜‰

      Oh yeah, I wish our National Banks change their outlook and their service too. πŸ™‚

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  5. Oh ho. Since I have been to banks like those you are talking about I got excited about it. But it turned out to be a dream 😐

    Your husband is too cute πŸ˜€

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  6. Ha ha ha that was a dream.But some part of ur dream is true uma.When i was working in a pvt bank service used to excellent.My bank never looked like a bank and now it is not.All banks are crowded and poor service.But bank i saw in canada was excellent i never such a bank any where here or in dubai.

    Recently i went to Kotak ATM,my god it didn’t look like a ATM center,it was huge and it was like a 5star hotel lobby.There was a caption which says like this “‘Please smile you are in front of a camera (This ATM has surveillance cameras)

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    1. Some branches may excel in service, we have to really choose our branch before opening an account… πŸ™‚

      Yeah, Kotak is doing better service and the interiors are damn good too….lets hope it stays that way always… πŸ™‚

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  7. Ha ha ha ha!!!! But you know, if they actually refused to hand over the cheque book to you, they are doing the right thing πŸ˜‰ completely from an Operational risk point of view πŸ˜‰

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  8. Ha ha ha ha πŸ˜€ You are too much.
    I normally hate all this kind of work and make a face whenever I am compelled to do any. At least your husband will be pleased. πŸ˜€

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    1. See….I dont do much of a face when faced with the situation to go to a bank…. πŸ™‚ And so my hubby shld be damn pleased….who else will do it for him ???? πŸ˜‰

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  9. After my experiences in ICICI, Stan Chart and SBI, the moment i hear ‘bank”, an automatic “trigger-irritation-and-mistrust” alarm goes off πŸ˜€

    Btw, off topic: thrs no means to “Like” a post of yours. Enable that so I can live guilt-free fr not commenting πŸ˜€

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