“Yes that’s me,” I replied.
“You were supposed to arrive 5 hours ago,” he says almost in a rebuking tone. I’ll later find out that Arvind, the guesthouse owner, is a retired Lieutenant Colonel from the Indian Army. His specialty: transport.
“Sorry I got on a late bus over.”
“It’s alright, I thought you had been kidnapped by one of these autorickshaw drivers or something.”
“No no, I’ve learned how to get around and deal with that since I’ve been here.”
“Yes, there is definitely an art to it. Please, come in.”
There is indeed an art to getting around in India, and in fact, there is an art to everything in India.