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Watch Factory

My father and I went to a watch strap making factory. The owner is my father's friend and so it was easy for us to visit the factory. We met him first at his leather strap making factory. You may think making a strap is very easy but there are many processes to make one.
The owner showed us how they first take leather pieces, then give it shape. There are no machines to do the shaping so it has to be done by hand. So I thought it was very tough job.

In the 2nd  factory we saw how they did metal straps. They get these small small pieces and then join it together by hand. Then they wash it once and make it look clean and shiny. If required depending on the order they gold plate the strap.

In the third factory we saw more people making metal straps. We also saw how they do gold plating. First they heat the straps in a big oven at 180 degrees Celsius. Then the man said something complicated that I could not understand. The man also showed us some Diyas that he has to sell to Tanishq. He  showed us that because he had to gold plate it before sending it.

The whole tour was very nice and I enjoyed it a lot.

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  1. I am trying to send a comment through Firefox browser, hope this gets through...it does not from my IE8 for some reason.

    Nice post about the watch straps factory visit.

    So, next time, you buy a TITAN watch, you know where the straps come from and how exactly they are manufactured.

    About the complicated thing the uncle told, it is a chemical reaction between titanium, gold and nitrogen that happens inside the closed chamber and that is what creates the gold plating.

    - pop

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  2. Lucky you to have been able to go to the watch strap making factory. No pics?

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  3. yes, where are the pics Little Mairpady?
    Another thing I must comment on, is your honesty.... You are the best Little Mairpady.
    God Bless
    Chikks

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