Something new, Something old

Something New

Each day that I’m out running, I find myself wishing I was back in India, where I could knock on any window and say,”Aunty,water.”, and they’d oblige with a smile.

Something Old
I’m reminded of that aunty,who in order to avoid being pestered by children high on summer vacation, had placed a water filter outside her house.

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