The security guy at the Visa office in Bangalore (vfs) told me that bags with laptop are not allowed inside, he said there is a locker room in front, keep it there.
I went to the locker room and for some reason it was too crowded, it was already 2.45 pm and the entry was supposed to be closed at 3. I saw this little girl sitting on the bench just outside the entry with a bag; I asked her if she can look for my bag while I go in, submit my passport and come back. She said no at first but then asked how much time will it take, to which I replied in an old fashioned way '5-10 minutes hardly'.
It took me around 25 odd minutes inside, and when I came back an old 30-something guy was sitting on that chair with his arm around my laptop bag.
I slowly held the bag and pulled it to the right side of the bench, opened the bag and kept my Journal inside.
I heard him asking someone who was behind me "same guy?"
I turned around and it was the same little girl nodding in a yes. He said that he was inside when I asked that girl to guard my bag, his work got over around 20 minutes back and wanted to leave, but the girl said "I would like to complete the responsibility I have undertaken" and insisted him to stay till I got out.
I had my office laptop, identities and valuables inside, I was fascinated by the commitment of that little girl, the morale his parents must have taught her and the helpfulness and kind nature.
I went to the locker room and for some reason it was too crowded, it was already 2.45 pm and the entry was supposed to be closed at 3. I saw this little girl sitting on the bench just outside the entry with a bag; I asked her if she can look for my bag while I go in, submit my passport and come back. She said no at first but then asked how much time will it take, to which I replied in an old fashioned way '5-10 minutes hardly'.
It took me around 25 odd minutes inside, and when I came back an old 30-something guy was sitting on that chair with his arm around my laptop bag.
I slowly held the bag and pulled it to the right side of the bench, opened the bag and kept my Journal inside.
I heard him asking someone who was behind me "same guy?"
I turned around and it was the same little girl nodding in a yes. He said that he was inside when I asked that girl to guard my bag, his work got over around 20 minutes back and wanted to leave, but the girl said "I would like to complete the responsibility I have undertaken" and insisted him to stay till I got out.
I had my office laptop, identities and valuables inside, I was fascinated by the commitment of that little girl, the morale his parents must have taught her and the helpfulness and kind nature.
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