Credit Card Wallah?

I was just taking care of some fooferaw with my credit card, when I was transfered to their tech center. A charming voice with a lovely Indian dialect came on to help me and I was transported to a world of pink and blue silk, silver thread, slow cooked spices, cardamon. I felt a heat and a sway and a rhythm unlike ours. And I longed to be there in an entirely foreign land. He had to ask me three times what I needed.... I need to see Mumbai is what I should've said....