You might have heard about microlending
from the papers or TV. I always thought that lending someone $50 or
$100 was a good idea but doubted it's overall utility. That perhaps
the example of someone in Africa borrowing enough to buy a cell
phone and charging everybody in the village to use it was a singular
case of microlending at its best. But if you look at my descriptions
below, where these guys have a business going that costs a dollar or
two to establish, then think about what $50 would do for them.
I think more about that when I'm
walking around Delhi. I'm not sure how many employers there are, but
I do know with next to nothing you can start a business. At the
bottom of the business totem pole is the guy that bought a 2 liter
bottle of cold Coke and a sleeve of plastic cups and sells while
sitting against a wall where other food vendors are selling samosas,
boiled eggs, momos, and other street vendor food. This guy won't get rich selling Coke, but
he can restock his inventory quickly with part of his income.
There are a couple of guys who sell
black berries on the street. Each has a basket of them and sitting
on the sidewalk hawk them to everybody who passes.
They look like black olives. Their capital outlay are a day's worth
berries, the basket and some little baggies to dispense them in. If
this guy got a loan, I'm sure he could get a bicycle truck and sell
more than one kind of fruit. They must be doing at or better than
their expectations because they are there every day with a full
basket.
The next guy up the ladder has bought a
cooler and several bottles of different drinks so he can offer a
selection of cold beverages. I think he's the entrepreneur drink man
– the cooler gives the customers confidence they're getting a glass that has the
potential to be cold, unlike the first guy whose drink temperature is
questionable.
There's probably a bit of space between
this second guy and next one - the flower man I bought a bouquet from for the
Singhs a couple of weeks back. This man is an artist – very picky
about the arrangement. He arrives at work to a locked plywood box
that is his stand. It is on the sidewalk between the shops and the
wall separating the street. In the morning he unlocks his big box,
puts up 4 sticks and a tarp over his stand as a roof. The flower
distributor drops off a load of flowers probably 20 or 30 types, all
fresh. And he fills buckets with water and starts unwrapping the
flowers. He has other supplies like cellophane and ribbons and
colored tissue paper. He did just as good a job as any in a flower
shop with refrigerators and any other convenience. He has a source
of water, flowers, buckets, wrapping supplies and his big box on which to make
arrangements. His capital outlay is much higher than the Coke man,
but think about it: A giant and secure plywood box on castors, a
tarp, some sticks, scissors, knife and some wrapping papers. It
isn't anything like renting a shop but he probably has some expenses
like renting his part of the sidewalk and probably has to kick in the
the man who runs the on-street parking (parking wala? Wala being a
worker. The Chai wala delivers tea.) that the neighborhood uses.
I'll tell you about him in a minute.
Finally I'll tell you what I've seen at
the shops (bricks and mortar rather than tarps and plywood boxes). I've had 2 occasions to go to the fabric/sari shop. Once
for my computer's slip cover and once to get a sling for Sam who hurt
his arm. 100% cotton fabric at about $3 a square meter. This morning
while sipping coffee, I saw the owners arrive. Mon, dad and son (in
their 60s and 30s, respectively). Driving a very nice Toyota
(subtext: upscale for Delhi). They pulled up to the stairs leading
to the sidewalk through the wall in front of their shop and the
parking wala came and helped them out and then parked their car in a
much tighter spot across the street. They definitely got the VIP
treatment. They have a lot of bolts of fabric, and a half dozen
employees. How many kilometers of fabric does it take to buy a nice
car after meeting expenses? They must be doing it.
The parking wala supervises parking.
Someone arrives in their car, he directs them into the spot. When
they leave he blocks traffic and tells him how to back out. Same
with bikes and motorcycles. He walks up and down the block all day
long making sure parking is A-OK. I think some pay him periodically,
you can tell they know each other, like the fabric family. Others
slip him a little money per parking event. Every block has a parking
wala if there is any kind of parking turnover. I guess that is how
the world goes around here. Or maybe the parking wala prevents the
bad drivers from scratching up the regulars' cars. So the parking
wala has a business with $0 capital outlay. His personality must
suit his career, but maybe that is his karma.
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