Bhavishya Darshan

Our spot here at Sector 26 C 72 is tucked away in a corner that’s a bit quieter than the main markets. Bhavishya Darshan has been operating out of this room for a good few years now. I remember when we first moved the desk in; it barely fit through the door. Now, the place is full of books and charts we’ve gathered over time. The walls are a pale yellow that’s faded over the summers. It feels cozy to me, though some might say it’s a bit cramped. We don’t really go for the modern look. I prefer the way the old paper smells and the weight of a thick ledger. Most of the people who come here live nearby in the sector, so we know most of the families. It’s nice to have that connection. You aren't just a face passing through; you’re someone’s neighbor. The morning sun hits the front window directly, so it gets warm around eleven. That’s usually when I take a break. We don't have a big sign outside, just enough for someone looking for us to find the door at C 72. It’s a quiet life here. I spend a lot of time reading or just thinking about the things people ask me. Sometimes the answers are simple, sometimes they aren't. Either way, we just take it one person at a time. It’s a slow process, but that’s the way it should be. The ceiling fan makes a humming noise, but I don't mind.