I seem to be getting forgetful. Today I forgot my laptop. Thankfully, it was locked in my office at work. Unfortunately, that didn't really help much considering I had worked there earlier in the day and traveled twenty minutes to our other office in Gurgaon (which doubles as the office that once gave me the shortest commute in India). When I passed through the security check at work, it may have been the first time something has ever been found (or not found) by the guard. Regardless, I neither had the desire nor the time to partake in the 45 minute exercise that would have been going back to my office to retrieve my computer.
Fortunately, this is India. With one instruction and one well placed phone call, I was able to send my driver back, authorize someone to unlock my office, give the laptop to my driver (my other trusty driver, Ashok, not to be confused with my trusty driver Kailash), and have him bring it back to me. The net result was that my computer was waiting for me when I finished the meeting that required me to go to the other office in the first place. Ahhhhhh, Incredible India!
These aspects of the India experience make me feel like both the most productive and most overly dependent person in the world. Such is life in this land of extremes.
I truly think that I have become MORE forgetful and less dependable simply because I live in India. Because there is always someone else to fix my oversights or my mistakes.
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Ahhhhh to have a driver ;)
ReplyDeleteDelhibound, I am the same way though thankfully with dumb stuff.
ReplyDeleteKay*, it is quite nice and, sadly, my man Kailash also doubles as my best friend here in India.