Every day I see women just like this one all over the city. They walk, with head covered, holding a crude broom made of dry, straw-like strands from a grass plant that grows all over India like a weed.
The sweepers work for private residences, businesses, government agencies, and some on the street, clearing out the space between the street and sidewalk of debris.
Although their task is a thankless one, these women sweep to earn a living and support themselves and their children – an admirable quality.
It’s interesting to think that one person’s trash (and dust) is another person’s job security.