The Police Commissioner

My classmates and I have been waiting for one of our program coordinators to take us to register with the police. Yesterday was our day. Before we left the office where our classes are held we were told that we would need for our 'landlords' to come with us to the station in order to verify where we are living. Having read a few novels about Indian bureaucracy, I had an immediate image of how this might play out. Fortunately, by asking around we figured out a way around this (bringing a letter written by our host families along with a bill to prove their names and addresses). We went to two different stations and finally succeeded in getting the paperwork. We returned today with the paperwork and all went smoothly, but our next task is to return to the commissioner's office on Monday for 'interviews'. I don't have any idea what this commissioner might want to interview us about, but no matter what it will be a learning experience. Tomorrow we have our first Gujarati test. I'm happy to say that in reading and writing I have come a long way already, but in speaking I am not yet at the level of a small child.