Ramu

I’m over at 62 Mahadevapura. It’s a busy part of the world these days, with all the big offices and the traffic that never seems to stop. My place is a bit more grounded than all those glass towers, though. It’s just a straightforward building where I spend my days. I’ve been in Mahadevapura since before it got so crowded. Back then, it was much quieter, but now there’s always something going on outside the door. Inside my space, things are a bit messy, to be honest. I have papers stacked up and tools where they probably shouldn't be, but I know exactly where everything is. It’s a working space, not a museum. I usually have some tea around mid-morning and maybe watch the people rushing to catch their buses. Most of my work comes from word of mouth. Someone tells a friend, and they show up at number 62 looking for Ramu. I don’t do any advertising or anything like that. I figure if you do okay work, people will find you. I like the energy of the area, even if the dust gets a bit much sometimes. It keeps me on my toes. I don't have a big team or anything, just a few hands when needed. We just do what we do and try to get home before the evening traffic gets too bad.