Damodar Pulses

The shop is tucked away near Rathi Hospital in the Patrakar Colony area of Civil Line. It’s a quiet spot most of the time, though you hear the ambulances going by every now and then. We spend most of our days surrounded by different kinds of pulses. There are piles of bags everywhere, stacked up to the ceiling. If you walk in, you’ll probably see us sorting through a batch or weighing out orders for the local vendors. The floors are concrete and always have a bit of a grain dust covering them no matter how often we clean. It is just the nature of the business, really. My father started things here, and not much has changed in the way we handle the day-to-day tasks. We use old scales that still work perfectly fine. Sometimes the neighbors from the colony pop in to complain about the truck blocking the narrow lane, and we have to go out and move it quickly. It is a bit of a tight squeeze around here, especially on delivery days. We drink a lot of chai and talk about the weather or how the crops are doing this year. There is no air conditioning, just a big ceiling fan that wobbles a little when it is on high. It feels like home because we spend more time here than anywhere else. We just try to keep things moving and make sure the bags stay dry and clean every day.