Kerfuffle
Some days are good, and some days, I don't remember. I am sure all of them must have something of note, though. That's the district training in a nutshell. Since I last wrote about my field training, a lot has changed globally. India crashed out of T20 World Cup, the central government presented its budget, and we even celebrated Pathan. However, the quaint town of Kakinada has taken a vow to stay within 20° C ± 1°. I have no complaints, in any case. It keeps me sane. Besides, some rants have to be left for the summer. In the intervening period, I have been trained in many departments. When I visit them, I usually invite two kinds of reactions. Few officials welcome me with open arms. They love sharing their wisdom and solutions to existing problems with me. They make an effort to ensure I actually understand the nitty-gritty. A few others hate that I disrupt their routines. They are set in their pattern, and any divergence makes them uncomfortable. Getting information out fro