Conversation with the son of a Dhobi who works somewhere close to my apartment. I had told the apartment security guard about my requirement of a dhobi-with-a-quick-turnaround-time. He found one. So this dhobi sent his son to collect my dirty laundry.
Me: How much do you charge?
Little boy: Friday
Me: Hmm.. ok.. Wednesday?
Little boy: Wednesday.. Appa mdfdfnhenrg perleljrin knksdsdorer phone ljsldlngrtr.
Me: ok friday is fine. But charges? I tried to explain by tossing an imaginary coin in air a few times.
Little boy: blank stare
Me: Ok no problem. But get these on Friday ok.
Little boy: Haan friday. Appa mdfdfnhenrg perleljrin knksdsdorer phone ljsldlngrtr.
This was three weeks back. I do not know where my bed sheets are. And the next worry is when / if I get those back, what amount of my life will I have to sign off to cover the charges. I never phoned Appa. The security guy has assured me he will trace him. "He is a trusted guy and he would have perhaps gone to his village due to some emergency or something", is what I have been told.
Sigh.. waiting! woh subah kabhi to aayegi..