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When we lived in the company quarters allotted for us ( in 1980s) , I could see the workers entering the main gate of the factory from my terrace.

The first shift started at 6 A.M. Each of the worker used to carry a tall tiffin carrier fondly called as the 'train tiffin carrier'. I used to wonder at those women who had got up so early and prepared a sumptuous meal for those workers.

Later I came to know that they were just carrying those vessels empty. Later during the day, those would get filled up with all the goodies offered by the canteen for a paltry sum. The carrier would be full when the workers go back home in the evening - with enough food for the entire family.

They got all kinds of snacks and fried food everyday - without moving a muscle and without spending money in buying the ingredients.

Somethings run far deeper even when they appear to be something else.

<blockquote data-quote="Visalakshi Ramani" data-source="post: 459402" data-attributes="member: 16936">Something...SomethingWhen we lived in the company quarters allotted for us ( in 1980s) , I could see the workers entering the main gate of the factory from my terrace. The first shift started at 6 A.M. Each of the worker used to carry a tall tiffin carrier fondly called as the &#039;train tiffin carrier&#039;. I used to wonder at those women who had got up so early and prepared a sumptuous meal for those workers.Later I came to know that they were just carrying those vessels empty. Later during the day, those would get filled up with all the goodies offered by the canteen for a paltry sum. The carrier would be full when the workers go back home in the evening - with enough food for the entire family.They got all kinds of snacks and fried food everyday - without moving a muscle and without&nbsp; spending money in buying the ingredients.Somethings run far deeper even when they appear to be something else.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Visalakshi Ramani, post: 459402, member: 16936"] [SIZE=5][B]Something...Something[/B] When we lived in the company quarters allotted for us ( in 1980s) , I could see the workers entering the main gate of the factory from my terrace. The first shift started at 6 A.M. Each of the worker used to carry a tall tiffin carrier fondly called as the 'train tiffin carrier'. I used to wonder at those women who had got up so early and prepared a sumptuous meal for those workers. Later I came to know that they were just carrying those vessels empty. Later during the day, those would get filled up with all the goodies offered by the canteen for a paltry sum. The carrier would be full when the workers go back home in the evening - with enough food for the entire family. They got all kinds of snacks and fried food everyday - without moving a muscle and without spending money in buying the ingredients. Somethings run far deeper even when they appear to be something else.[/SIZE] [/QUOTE]

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