Laxmi Metal

We are over here on Bhosari Alandi Road. It gets pretty loud during the day with all the metal around. My father started things here and now I’m the one opening up the shutters every morning. Most of the day is just moving pipes or sheets from one side of the shop to the other. There is a lot of dust from the road. The traffic outside never seems to stop. Sometimes people come in asking for small pieces of steel or iron for their own projects at home. We just cut what they need. It is sweaty work, especially in the summer when the roof gets hot. We keep a fan going but it doesn't do much. You learn to live with the smell of grease and the sound of the grinder. We don't have a big office or anything. Just a desk in the corner with some old ledgers. It is a simple place. We know the other shop owners around here. We drink tea together when it's quiet. Sometimes the deliveries are late because of the traffic on the main road. That’s just how it goes in this part of town. We just keep working until it’s time to close up and go home. There is always more metal to move tomorrow. It’s not fancy but it gets the job done for the people who come by. There's plenty of heavy lifting every single day and the floor is always covered in scraps.