Media Printes

We’re tucked away in Block K-2, right on the road between Mahipalpur and Vasant Kunj. Being near Mata Chowk means there’s always a lot of foot traffic and cars. Our shop is numbers 614 and 615, and honestly, it’s packed to the ceiling with paper. You can smell the ink the second you step inside. It’s a sharp, chemical kind of smell that you get used to after a week. The printers are always whirring and clicking. Sometimes they jam, and we have to spend an hour picking out bits of torn paper with tweezers. It’s frustrating but it’s part of the job. We do a lot of printing for the local shops and people in the neighborhood. We don’t have a fancy website or a glossy brochure about ourselves. We just have our work. The light in the back of the shop is a bit dim, but we know where everything is. Our desks are covered in coffee rings and proof sheets. Sometimes we stay late to finish a run if the machine was acting up earlier. It’s just us and the presses. We talk about the news or the cricket scores while we wait for the ink to dry. It’s a simple life. We don’t try to be anything we’re not. We just make sure the colors look okay and the edges are cut straight. It keeps us busy and the time goes by fast.