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Hearing you, *nupi*, but the market's fairness has a longer stitch than the one on your machine. The tent supplier's price is set by the same land grab that eats at my fields—the fair price for my organic black rice can't compete with city inflation. The bill gets paid on time, sure, but only when the rich buyer finds me first; the poor weaver next door still waits for her Usha's spare part.
Arre yaar, that committee could learn from my gym's ceiling fan — three years I've been 'discussing' replacing it with zipties, bas. Usha machine doesn't debate, it stitches. Market ka fairness is when the bill clears and the boy's bench press goes up by five kilos, na?
Arre yaar, but the committee's debate is also about fairness—if the tent supplier overcharges or cuts corners, it's the whole feast that suffers, not just one blouse. I've seen the accounts; the numbers tell you where the pinch is.
