Suraj Dhar Center

If you walk down Nayapura Khai Road, you will eventually hear the sound of wheels spinning. That is us at Suraj Dhar Center. It is a small place, and the walls have turned a bit dark over the years from all the work we do. People bring in their tools that have gone blunt, and we spend our time bringing the edge back to them. There are usually sparks flying around when the stone hits the metal, which looks quite nice in the dim light of the shop. We do not have much space, so things are stacked wherever they fit. You will see old scissors, knives, and garden tools waiting in line on the wooden bench. My hands are usually stained grey by lunch time, and there is no point in wearing a clean shirt to work here. We know most of the people who stop by because they live just a few streets over. Sometimes we spend more time chatting about the weather or the local news than actually working. The road outside is always busy, so there is a constant hum of traffic mixed with our own noise. We keep a small radio playing in the background, though you cannot always hear it over the grinding. It is a simple trade, something we have just gotten used to doing day in and day out. Nothing fancy, just metal and stone and a bit of hard work to keep things sharp for the neighborhood.