This is a photograph of my auto rickshaw driver, Gopal. He has some interesting stories about different work he has done at Tiruvannamalai. The most fascinating of which is his story about the time he worked at a huge iron factory.
He is a strong young lad but he tells me that every night of the years he worked there, he would return home with his arms and shoulders aching and on fire. There is still a look of horror on his face as he talks of those days! Maybe I will be able to get inside the Dickensian factory and take some snaps.
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