Man Was A Repairman

An unbuttoned man was sitting in his working place by the wayside. Some pneumatic rubber tires were hung on the wall behind him. And a plastic bottle was put on the table. He was a repairman.

He was standing ready to repair whenever the broken cycle rickshaw came. There were no broken cycle rickshaws at the time of meeting. So he was able to be giving himself a break. He was relaxing. Yet it meant he couldn't earn money at the same time.