Unnao Medical Centre

We are over at 386 Civil Line. It’s a busy spot in Unnao and we’ve been here for a good while now. Every morning, one of us gets here early to unlock the main doors and get the lights going. The waiting room fills up pretty quick once the clock hits nine. You’ll see people sitting around, some reading old magazines and others just looking at their phones while they wait for their names to be called. It’s not a fancy place, just a regular medical centre where we do our daily work. The floors get mopped every couple of hours because of all the dust that comes in from the street outside. Our desks are usually piled with files and charts because there is always some paperwork to catch up on. We know most of the people who walk through that door by their first names. Sometimes the tea man comes by and we take a quick five-minute break in the back room. It’s mostly just us trying to keep things organized so the doctors can see everyone who showed up. The air conditioner hums in the corner and sometimes it makes a rattling noise if we don’t kick it just right. That’s just how it is here. We stay until the last person leaves, usually when the sun is starting to go down over Civil Line. Then we lock up, check the windows, and head home to do it all again tomorrow morning.