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Sundays in my City #4

It may be a holiday throughout the world, but Sunday is just another working day for these labourers, hard at work fixing the road outside my house in Lucknow in north India.

"Sundays in my City" is hosted by Unknown Mami.


  1. Here in Italy sometimes they don't even work during the week!

  2. That most definitely is hard work.

  3. I guess there are many people who have to work on Sundays now, even here..... but this kind of work looks gruelling.
    Maggie X

    Nuts in May

  4. I work, whatever that I work at seven days a week, every week of the year! So do you. What is the big deal?

    For the workers, it would put food in their family's and their bellies as they are "Rozgaars." Roz means daily, gar means wage earning/earner. If they make money, they eat that day, otherwise they either have to borrow from the ration shop keeper or starve.

  5. It's a 7-day working week for most people here..except for government offices and banks. Those people on 5-day weeks don't know how lucky they are

  6. In Casa most of the people work 6 days a week.
    You can see people working at night too because it's hot and roads are busy during the day time.

    If you really think about it, it's funny how road workes, bus drivers etc. get less money but their work is very important for most of the people. How could we go to work, shopping, holidays etc. if there were no roads or no public transportation...

    I feel better but still coughing. It will take 1-2 weeks to be back to normal...thanks for asking! Have a great week!

  7. That must be the whole in front of your house. Oy!


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