There was nothing frightening inside.
On the contrary, the room was filled with dozens of neatly arranged water cans, all filled with clean drinking water.
Each one had a label:
“For the neighbors”
“For the government primary school children”
“For the local health clinic”
“For the anganwadi (community childcare center)”
“For the temple near the market”
The police officers and I were stunned.
Seeing our faces, the old man smiled and said:
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