11 a.m.: Shyamdev Mandal and I chat on the phone. He informs me that he has gone to meet some friends to ask them for help. He will be back in the evening, he assures me.
4 p.m.: I am at Shyamdev Mandal’s house. His wife, Savitri, is sweeping the space adjacent to their hut, the room where the shop will be set up. Their son, Jitendra, tells me that Shyamdev has gone to the nearby market to procure some items to stock in their kiosk once it opens.
4:30 p.m.: Shyamdev calls me on the mobile, and tells me he is delayed. He is with his wife’s brother, and will return later than he had planned to. We agree to meet tomorrow.