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A STORY OF FUND TRANSFER





Monetary transfers while traveling were fascinating. Hiding the currency notes in a deep pocket, such as the one stitched on the inner side of the vest, was all too common. My grandfather traveled this way with the money hidden from the pickpockets' maneuvers. He could even feel it with his bare hand on his torso if the need arose.

My father, a generation younger, preferred to keep his money safely hidden in his socks while traveling. Unwilling to reveal his hideout, he continued to wear his shoes, unmindful of the discomfort they caused.

As for me, I ridiculed the idea of such safe places, but I carried mine in the deep pockets of my jacket or neatly rolled into the drawstring pocket of my salwar.

Generation Z did not believe in the cheat sheets that we hoisted. They went a step further and carried their bank in their pockets. Their cheat sheets consisted of PINs and passwords as they swiped or transferred.

My Paytm account was messed up by cheats when my husband responded to a commercial inquiry and asked the merchant to hold the call so that he could confirm. He then called the merchant back from my number. We both lost our funds.

Every electronic fund transfer includes a strict warning regarding the safeguarding of our accounts and the importance of never disclosing passwords and PINs to unsolicited callers. We have educated and skilled hackers who invade the privacy of our accounts, much like pickpockets, and wipe the slate clean from the luxury of their own homes.

Everything summarizes that all transfers are fraught with dangers.

The queen mother in the movie Bahubali says, 'Mera vachan hi shaasan hai' (my word is the governance) when she promises the throne to the worthiest. It left me wondering why we can't sound like her and say, My word is the currency so primitive, so simple yet so realistic.
 



 
 

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  1. Very interesting read!

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  2. Great read! Hit me with both nostalgia and paranoia!

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  3. Even we travelled carrying money these ways.Now this is all too old way of carrying money but youngsters can see what their parents and grandparents did to keep money safe

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