Post 57, Arati Chowk, Ludhiana

4:30 p.m.: Dasharath calls me to chat since we haven’t spoken in a long while. He tells me he has been very busy, working at a convenience store where Rachit helped him obtain employment.

5:30 p.m.: I arrive at Kamal Flour Mill. Rachit is away in Model Town, where Birjinder’s wife and children have gone shopping. I sit by, writing out my observations as Bablu, Mevalal, Kalki Prasad and Hiralal continue their work at the mill.

7:00 p.m.: Rachit and I chat on the phone, while I continue writing my notes at the mill. Rachit tells me they are now at Agarnagar, and will be back in another hour.

8:30 p.m.: Rachit returns with Birjinder’s family. Birjinder’s wife and children emerge from the black Nissan hatchback laden with stuffed polythene bags. Rachit reverses the car into Birjinder’s tiny garage as if it were the easiest thing in the world. He steps into the mill, exchanges a quick wink with me to say hi and bye and carries a 5 kg sack of wheat flour into the house.

I sit about a little longer before taking leave of the others.