Listen ji, when I had to get my mother’s visa done last year, our local babu said “satellite office hai, sab online hai” — but I walked to the old post office myself, stood in line with my father’s pension papers, and the clerk there, a sardar from Malerkotla, stamped it by hand in fifteen minutes. Never trust the portal fully, yaar; the real chai is always at the corner stall, not in the app. If you’re in a hurry, go to the desk where the man knows your father’s name.
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