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Rentals and Rents and Matrimony and what not.

 

Rentals and Rents and Matrimony and what not.

Dinesh K Kapila

Well, what on earth would I be blogging about now, matrimony and rentals and rents ! Well, I do have a reason and its all connected, not always but at times, you just have to connect the dots as they say. Or at times the penny drops late, then you draw a lesson and move on and may be blog about it years later.  

Chandigarh and its sister cities, Panchkula and Mohali, commonly now called the tri-city, have similar designs and markets. We have showrooms and booths, the showrooms are larger, triple storeyed and house restaurants and offices and what not. The booths are much smaller and are used by traders to sell rations, medicines, small hair salons, fast food outlets etc. Well, in our sector the rents of booths have escalated sharply, so sharply that traders in neighbouring sectors (localities) have started complaining and inquiring as t what could be the viability of a booth after paying Rs 70000/- to Rs 90000/- a month as rent, when a showroom – ground floor goes for Rs 140000/- a month.  There has to be an economic rationale to all this.

But then this is not just simply this. There are cartels at work and even greed. And markets do correct, even for rents, but it takes time. And this point in the Indian context is hotly debated. Just a couple if days back, I met a fellow resident who owns booths all over the city and we got chatting. He agreed rents were sky high only in our sector and called it absurd. Then he shared  some rather bewildering experiences. He owns a booth where he found renting it out a problem till he found a family just too willing to rent it, they really seemed in a hurry to start their business selling chaat and samosas and chanas. Barely had he taken the advance they were decorating the booth, putting up a board and went about it with speed and determination. Our friend was suitably impressed, then the tenants invited him to their son’s wedding. He went and blessed the couple and wished them well. Then one fine day they said they were vacating and closing down. As to the reason, it was not business losses, simply that the son was now married and that was the aim all along.  They would go back to what they did earlier, God knows what, but they were finding it difficult to marry off their son and this booth had proved lucky for which they were grateful ! They paid the rent, but to find a new tenant and to redo the booth is always a pain.  Subsequently, at another booth, he continued, the early vacation came as the daughter was married in  a better family kind courtesy the father indicating he ran a successful business from a booth ! it happened to a showroom also he rented out. That Sir, is life, we cannot read the minds of people we come across.

In my own case, as I shared with my friend, years ago, a business family approached me to rent out the house I have in the tri-city. We got talking and they were easy going people and stated until they constructed their own house they wanted to rent out my place. It’s a spacious place and they ran a good business as contractors. Incidentally, they are a prominent business family now !. Well, we signed the papers and that was that. Exactly fourteen months later I got a call, that they were ready to vacate and where to hand over the keys and bills for water and electricity. I told them to wait as I had to take leave and expressed my surprise that they had constructed their house so early. The businessman stated more when we meet. On the weekend I went over and met them. Simply put, he said in chaste Punjabi, my objective was to marry off my son to a good business family and that has happened. I really have no further utility by staying on and paying more rent when cheaper options exist, in fact I am going back to my previous place as it is still vacant. An added factor, just to explain, by the way, a couple of years ago, his son was in love and he, the father, nixed it, the son was heartbroken, and in his previous place, attracting a decent family with dowry was a major challenge. That previous place was a first floor house and much smaller by way of accommodation, but for now, it would do !. He was nice to keep his servant in the garage to help out until I made alternative arrangements and paid the rent in full, but vacate he did. And then there was a rather sophisticated lady and her daughter, from Shimla, very gracious, well read, articulate,  the daughter was pretty too. Well, same old story, the pretty daughter got engaged shortly after they moved in and within two weeks of the engagement they vacated and moved to a first floor one bedroom accommodation. It was all so very sudden, my shortest renting out ! Ever !! Others came and went, no problems whatsoever, and then you forget them and their faces. But this I do remember. Have to.

And then my friend and I shared tales about families seeking matrimonial alliances not on what the guy does, the potential groom, say, a good businessman or professional or an Executive but that his rental income is assured and considerable and he really does not need to work. He related how a niece, from a well placed business family, was approached by a senior police officer for a matrimonial alliance for his son. Being very honest, he, the senior policeman, had just a couple of showrooms and rice shellers, all rented out, as Junior was not inclined to get his hands dirty. It took some delicate negotiations to break off without hurting sentiments. Not working is the status, with pride, with the rental income from the farm, showrooms and the odd rice sheller etc thrown in !

Now that is how it goes, the merry go around ! Of matrimonial matters. But I wonder, do the girls and their families who get enticed really feel happy later when reality strikes. No matter if in some years the business stabilises or some stability comes, but the foundation itself is so very shaky and may be its safe to say maybe even unethical. The same would apply to the families of the girls too, but such alliances are rarer though I find after talking to friends its not so rare actually. So take care.  

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