No Apeejay for me

Finally something certain about the school: Apeejay board needs 10 days to make the decision about my admission. It is rather redicculous, the other schools have made the decision within one day. Anyway, this means that I won't be going to Apeejay because I simply can't afford to wait another 10 days ( I have allready waited 2 weeks). Tomorrow We will look up some other schools. I feel kind of pissed off at the moment, seems like nothing is moving.

Mr. Ian from the YFU office has heard about my big plans about going to one of the Ivy League Universities and recommended me to take the SAT test this autumn to know my level. He even offered me help in finding me a coach who could train me for this. I am quite sure that I will accept his offer and take the test. However, I will set things straight with the school primarily.


Totally off the subject: I am getting more and more proud of my country, our infrastructure and the way things work. I'm writing this because today I saw another episode of "Updating your passport in India"

Prologue

My hostfather Sukhbir wants to update his passport. He prepares a huge pile of documents, buys an application form and we go to the local passport office.

Episode 1

Since it is the monsoon season, it had been raining for a while. There was a huge puddle in front of the passport office's door, actually it was almost a pond. Some kind person had made a road of bricks ( one way traffic only) so that people could get to the office with nearly dry feet.
After making miracles, trying to keep the balance on the bricks, and finally inside the office, the real thing started. We had to get the application form filled by a proffessional (yes there are actually people who make their living with filling other people's forms). The guy was very busy and we had to wait for about 10 minutes to get to him. We found out, that two more documents are needed to fill the application and get the passport. So we got out of the office, walked a couple of blocks away from it and found ourselves from a small shop with a man and a type-writer in it.
Sukhbir talked some Punjabi with the man and the guy typed two documents for him. After that, the documents needed to be approved by a notary. Having that done, we went back to the passport office. There Sukhbir started to argue with the application-filler and the argument ended with us, leaving the office and with Sukhbir muttering something in his beard (something like: "We'll get it done ourselves...etc.").
Again we went to a small shop where a young Sikh man started filling Sukhbir's application.
Now it appears that we still haven't got all of the papers and we need to get Sukhbir's marriage confirmation. Therefore, we call the day successful and go back home to return to this process some other day.

Episode 2

A few days later, when we got the marriage confirmation, we return to the small shop where a guy sits with a type-writer. Now it appears that Sukhbir's wife needs to sign something. We go and pick her up (her name is Harleen, by the way) and again, start waiting in the queue. After half an hour waiting, we finally get the papers signed and typed and approved by the notary, but unfortunetly the time has run late and we need to pick up my little brother from his school.

...oh, well I guess we'll try another day..