B C Industries

Miller Ganj 837. It's a bit further down the road. Every morning is the same routine at B C Industries. I arrive and find some parking if I'm lucky. The street is packed with rickshaws and carts. We have been doing this for years. It's an industrial area so it’s never quiet. You hear the sounds of hammering and machines from all the neighbors. Our place at 837 is not huge but it fits everything we need. We spend most of the day checking items and talking to suppliers. Sometimes the heat is a bit much in the summer. We have a small fan that wobbles. It’s been wobbling since I started. We don't try to make it look like a showroom. It’s a workspace. There are piles of materials here and there. We know where everything is even if it looks messy to someone else. Lunch is usually brought from home and eaten at the main table. We talk about the news or the cricket score. It's a simple life. We close up when the sun goes down and the street lights flicker on. Tomorrow will be pretty much the same. That’s how it goes in Miller Ganj. We just keep our heads down and do the work that needs finishing. There is always something to clean or move around before we leave.