He looks up from inspecting a freshly lacquered Sullivan and rattles off a volley of instructions to his workers, before turning back to us. “It’s very simple,” he says. “Family is the most important thing in my life. Especially my children.”
“I do not like music,” Ghanshyam states, very seriously. Taken aback, we push him. None at all? “No. I strictly do not like music.” The younger man, Rakesh, his brother-in-law, rolls his eyes when he hears this. He’s heard it before. “It’s pop music you don’t like,” he says. “I like to have the radio on […]
Northern India during winter is cold. In a cavernous building reserved for woodwork, the chill seems contradictory to the warm hues that emanate from the vast stores of timber. All in varying stages of production, we watch as the Sullivan’s solid mango wood tabletop begins to take shape.
Gentle sparks fly to the sound of a static zapping and a mixture of wire, gas and molten steel fills the air. It’s a tart, but not-so-unpleasant, sulphuric aroma that emanates throughout the metal workshop.