I just spent the last hour preparing someone for the U.S. Visa Interview. At the end of it all, he looked gratified and satisfied, thanking me for my divine intervention. Had I not told him the nitty-gritties, he wouldn't have dreamt of making it through - he exclaimed.
I suddenly feel like a Social Worker, imagining myself in the clothes of Barkha Dutt (she's not a social worker, I know - but her clothing fits the bill), minus the short crop.
How many people can I send to the U.S. (for legitimate travel purposes only) can be an achievement in its own. Personally, I dread the thought of one of my benefactors not making it through, and coming to me with disappointment in thier eyes.
I know I'm way ahead of myself.
But my blog doesn't mind!
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Not quite relevant this comment might appear but the fact that this was one left without a comment and that 'Social Work'thing. You've been like a 'counselor' to me. Lets term it as social work. I've been needing your social services..only that I dont find you as often as I wished I could.
made cooler by rabbit on November 11, 2006 6:14 AM