Small victories against the sarkarji

I see you lawyer, stamping that paper...

I see you lawyer, using your stamp...

My most recent victory against the Indian bureaucracy involved procuring an affidavit (being prepared above) attested by an SDM, or sub-divisional magistrate.

It was a long, drawn-out process that involved several hours of sitting in a cold office foyer until a sour Indian civil servant decided he was done eating lunch. Mr. Kumar, the SDM I needed to sign my paperwork, reminded me of a bitter, dour-looking Indian version of Rod Blagojevich (weasely with floppy hair and a sly grin) without any charm or ambition (if that’s possible).

I must point out that, though I was ecstatic to get the affidavit signed, it’s as if I was overjoyed that a deputy city clerk did his/her job. Basically, my victory involved the system working as it rarely does and always should.

But Kumarji signed my affidavit swearing that I am the son of Solomon Sadashiv Jadhav who was born in India on May 29, 1951. For that, I could kiss him.

The affidavit in question is being prepared above by D.K. Sharma, who deserves a merit badge in “Helping Foreigners Pissed Off By Indian Government.”

This doesn’t mean that I’m going to get my permanent residency/work permit (known as Overseas Citizenship of India) but at least it’s a step in the right direction.

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One Response to “Small victories against the sarkarji”

  1. Sara Says:
    January 22nd, 2010 at 4:05 pm

    Yay!
    But Blagojevich wouldn’t be Blagojevich without charm or ambition.

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