The doorbell rang.. there was this twenty something at the door, clad in blue jeans with a wide leather belt on her waist, with stuff hanging from it.. screw drivers, pliers,.. you name it, she got it there.. She pointed at the sign on her shirt to answer my unasked question as to who she is...

She asked, "Where do you want it?"... a bit awed and short of words, I pointed towards the terrace.. she ran up three floors, took a quick look around and marked the spot and ran downstairs...

She hauled up a heavy equipment box and her toolbox up the stairs on her own, opened the equipment box, took out all the stuff and put together the whole thing in a few minutes.. She then lifted it to the wall, the one she marked earlier, took out a heavy industrial drill and went about fixing it to the wall... effortlessly. She then whistled to the chap waiting outside the wall downstairs and threw him a cable to fix it along the outside wall..

She then ran downstairs to the living room, neatly clipped the wire along the wall all the way upto my tele.. she is done.. She installed the TATA Sky... in a few minutes...within a couple of hours of my buying it from a showroom in South Bangalore.

And all this while, my son who is a confirmed MCP since his birth a few years ago, was walking behind her with his jaw sweeping the floor... boy, did he learn something..

Way to go Service Girl...