Khodiyar Time Mobile

Sitting here on Varachha Road 5, I see thousands of people pass by every hour. My shop is a mix of clocks, wristwatches, and mobile phones. One side of the wall is covered in clocks that don't quite tick at the same time, so there’s a constant patter of sound in the background. On the other side, I’ve got the glass cases for the phones and accessories. I spend half my time replacing tiny watch batteries and the other half trying to figure out why a phone won't turn on. The road outside is always loud with horns and people shouting, but inside it’s a bit more focused. I have a small desk with a very bright lamp and a set of tweezers that I use for almost everything. Sometimes I find myself staring out the door at the traffic while I wait for a customer to decide on a watch strap. I keep a stack of old newspapers under the counter and a small mirror for people to see how a watch looks on their wrist. It’s a bit of a tight squeeze when more than three people come in at once. The floor is old stone and stays cool even when the sun is hitting the pavement outside. It's just a regular local shop where I've spent most of my years, surrounded by the sound of ticking and the street.