Aditya Marble

Down here in Kankroli Bhagwanda, things move at a certain pace. We are surrounded by other stone yards, so you can always hear the sound of saws cutting through rock. It’s a constant hum in the background. My family has been doing this for a bit, and we just keep the yard running every day. The ground is covered in that fine white powder that never really goes away no matter how much you sweep. We don’t have a big sign or a glass office. It’s just us and the blocks of marble sitting out in the open. Sometimes the rain makes everything a bit of a muddy mess, but you just deal with it. We spend a lot of time talking to the drivers who bring the blocks in. They usually have some stories from the road. Bhagwanda isn’t the busiest part of town, but we stay occupied. We check the measurements and make sure the edges aren't too chipped. It’s simple work, really. You look at a piece of stone, you see what it is, and you try to find someone who wants it. We don't use any fancy sales talk because the stone speaks for itself. If it’s good, it’s good. If it’s not, we put it in the corner. That is pretty much how we spend our weeks here and we aren't planning on changing anything soon.