Woke up unnaturally early this morning to fulfil a very old fetish of depositing my cheques in the first clearing. The wife had begun waking me since 9.30 am and I gave up after three attempts and half an hour later. Skipping brushing my teeth after gargling a couple of times and quickly pulling on a pair of jeans, I ran out to reach the bank before 10.30. I reached the bus stop a couple of blocks away and saw a 345 cruising in empty to its first stop after departure. I walked in and thrust my wallet and knowingly he held it to its device without opening it and handed it back after nodding that it was valid. Thumbs up to digilife. I reached the bank and was out within a couple of minutes. I walked a few blocks ahead to the bank where the wife and daughter’s accounts were and passed by the Rock Enclave where we resided a decade back. Remembered a couple of memories passing by as I reached the destination I always looked forward too. An all women bank and that too filled with pretty ...