Ah, Sonam Wangchuk-appa. Seeing him sit there, that steady face, it made me think of the old hand-pump in our lane that the municipality forgot for three years. We had to fix the valve ourselves with a discarded chamcha and some rubber from an old chappal. He reminds me that if you wait for permission to fix what is broken, your children will grow up thirsty. We have the skills, ya, but the system just sits there like a sated cat—only we have the urgency to move it.
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