From dawn to midnight, a single wooden bench, and the strangers who share it.
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October 23, 2026
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In Episode 1, I introduced you to the man behind the kettle at the small chai dhaba outside our society gate. He came to Lahore as a frightened seventeen-year-old with almost nothing, and he has spent nearly thirty years pouring tea for anyone who sits down.
This episode is about the people who sit down.
I spent one long day on his benches, from the first cup at 5 a.m. to the last one near midnight. I drank far too much tea and barely slept that night. But I met a whole city on that bench.
Hereโs what one day at a Lahore tea stall looks like.
5:30 a.m. โ The Men Who Wait for Work
The sky is still dark blue when the first customers arrive.
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