Chetan Chouhan

I've been here at the Old Bus Stand for a while now. It's Shastri Nagar, right at number 467. You can’t miss it if you know the area. The bus stand is always noisy, honestly. People are coming and going all day long, shouting for tickets or looking for their platform. It gets a bit dusty with all the traffic, but that’s just how it is around here. Chetan Chouhan is what people call the place because that's my name. I started this out because I needed something to do and I knew this spot was busy. My desk is usually covered in papers and some old tea cups I forgot to wash. It’s not a fancy office or anything like that. Just a room with some chairs and a fan that makes a clicking sound when it’s on high. Sometimes the electricity goes out for an hour in the afternoon, so we just sit outside and talk to the neighbors. They’ve been here as long as I have. We don't really have a big team, just a couple of us helping out. It’s basic work, nothing too complicated. I usually get in around nine, unless the traffic is bad near the main crossing. The sign outside is a bit faded from the sun, but people find us anyway. If you are looking for 467, just look for the shop near the old tree. We’ll probably be inside drinking tea.