A few days ago I and my family went to the Visa office. I was overwhelmed to know that we were going to have a new experience. How my excitement turned to interest with hidden sympathy is a whole lot of adventure you are going to read.
When we slithered inside the office there was a mass of people who seemed extremely annoyed. They were disgusted by the inconvenience of the service in the office. They were also trying to adjust in an inadequate number of seats. I pitied them. Then I had to pity ourselves as we didn't have seats for ourselves and it was taking too long.
There was an excellent door security system. The door only opened when the tiny machines beside every door scanned the staff's ID cards. This staff looked cool even though a lot of people yelling at them. From inside they were little depressed, but they hid their depression pretty well.
Some of the complaining customers happened to lighten their miseries by sharing it. A woman told that she and her husband were there from the previous afternoon. After waiting till 5.00 in the evening, they were told that the server stopped responding. Then, they had to take another token for the next day to be in the queue. Another lady had searched several cities for her passport and the company employees seemed to be playing passing the parcel with it.
My dad had gone to keep mom's laptop in the car as they did not allow it inside. Then he secretly drove off to the McDonalds for giving us a surprise. People who had not even gotten their tokens were standing in the line. When daddy came back, he sorted the people. He was the savior and always is. After that everything seemed to went well. But a while later, शान्ति became अशान्ति.
Then I had gone to my nani's home. After some time, I was called to get another photo for the visa application. This is when I realized that Germans do not like people who smile with teeth showing. They want us to listen to them so they want to see out full ears in the visa application fee. I was made to click photos 3 times in an hour.
In conclusion, the experience at the Visa office gave me two ultimate lessons:
1. When getting a photo clicked for a German visa, remember their rules.
2. There is always more than what meets the eye. First I thought the problem was in the staff of that office. But actually, the documents of the shrieking people were not complete. They were probably shouting as they wanted to hide their mistakes and blame the staff.
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