Friday, August 14, 2009

Bangalore Home Services

I was having my cuppa chai and cut fruits in the terrace this morning at "A"'s parent's home and heard a melodious voice singing loudly a word I cannot comprehend. When I looked down, I saw this man pushing a cart, piled with fresh vegetables. He stopped in front of the gate, I guess waiting for "A"'s servants to come out from the house to buy some.

I remember vaguely when I was very young, at the age of 5 or so, there used to be a little truck that passes our house every morning with a specific honking pattern that every servant or homemaker would recognize. My grandmother used to hurry outside to select the freshest produce and then haggle for the best price.

I also remember before I left NYC, there was a service call Fresh Direct where you'd order your groceries on the internet and it will be delivered to you in a couple of days. Not as efficient as the Bangalore's vegetable cart or the Malaysia's honking truck but you can't beat fresh produce at your doorsteps.

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