Trans Ocean Fruits

If you’ve ever been to the N.F.M. area in Azadpur, you know how crowded it gets. We are at C-630, right in the thick of it. The day starts way before the sun is even up, usually around three or four in the morning when the trucks start rolling in from the orchards. It’s loud, messy, and there’s always someone shouting for a path to be cleared. We handle all kinds of fruits depending on the season. Right now, there’s a lot of crates to move and sort through. You have to be quick because the fruit doesn't wait for anyone, and if it sits too long in the heat, it’s no good. Our space isn't much to look at, just a spot to store the boxes and a small corner for the accounts. We spend a lot of time checking the skin of the fruit and making sure the sizes are mostly consistent. It’s hard on the back, moving those heavy wooden crates all day, but we’ve gotten used to it over the years. Some days are slower than others, especially when the weather is bad up north and the trucks get delayed, but usually, it's just a constant flow of people and produce. It’s a simple life of buying and selling what grows on trees, right here in the market. It keeps us on our toes and the bills paid. We don't have any fancy gadgets, just our hands and a bit of grit to get through the morning.