Sood Brothers

If you are looking for Sood Brothers, you have to go to 21, Bankey Behari Market. We are tucked away behind the Lahori Gate police station in the Khari Baoli area. It’s one of those places that feels like it hasn’t changed in fifty years. The market is incredibly tight, with narrow lanes where you have to squeeze past people carrying huge crates. Our shop is small, but every inch of it is used. We have goods stacked all the way to the ceiling, and we use a wooden ladder to reach the top shelves. It’s usually quite dark inside, even during the day, so we have a few old bulbs that stay on. The police station being so close means there is always something happening nearby—sirens or just a lot of people talking. We’ve been at this spot for a long time, and we know the other shopkeepers like family. We share tea and keep an eye on each other’s places. We don’t do any advertising. People find us because their fathers or grandfathers used to come here. It’s a bit chaotic, and the noise from the street never really stops, but that’s just Khari Baoli. We handle the paperwork on a small desk in the corner, and we still use physical ledgers for a lot of things. It’s not a modern way of doing things, but it works for us and our neighbors.