Stamps

Stamps

Stamps, they are life of an assistant in a bank.

So many stamps for different purpose. Designed to save time and to ensure genuineness. Stamps, different in shape and sizes, smeared all over with blue and black ink. Thrown hither and thither on the table at days and crammed up in drawers at nights.

They exist with higher importance, yet they are underrated. They tend to be neglected, or at least paid as much consciousness as they deserve.


Only when one stamp is lost or damaged, existence of that particular stamp is questioned. Its absence is felt. But not for long.  New one is brought for a perfect replacement. And the older one is never remembered.

Though the materials that make stamps are uniform in each one, they weigh differently accordingly upon what label they are prefixed upon.  For an instance, CASH PAID and DOCUMENTS RECEIVED.

As climbed up in the hierarchy of the organizational structure of bank, the number of stamps surrounding an employee crashes down.  However, the need for stamps never gets erased.

As for the assistant, he finds his own real reflections in stamps. The negligence, absence, replacements and remembrance are common for both. 

Even worse is the fate of the assistants in a bank, who are too busy in work to not know this mystery.