My sister called on the mobile to say that her furniture delivery was late. As she was phoning from her American mobile to Belgium while in Delhi, this seemed like a lot of technology to use to complain about punctuality. But she was pretty cross â€œThey keep saying â€˜oh yes, madam, we will be there very soon, please waitâ€™ but theyâ€™re not here.â€ â€œGosh, they sound a lot more polite than the Belgians who would just tell you â€˜allez madame, on arriveâ€™â€.
I spoke to her the next day
Me: Did your furniture arrive?
Her: Yes, finally.
Me: Did you complain?
Her: No, I couldnâ€™t.
Me: Why not?
Her: It would have made me feel like an evil imperialist – where I live is lorry free so they had to cycle 15 miles to deliver my bed by rickshaw.
Me: They delivered your bed on bicycles??
My sister has decided to give her own account of events here, should you be interested in more information on her Indian odyssey.