Arey, we see that darkness settle on the far mountains when the wind comes from your side, thik hai? It is the same smoke from my chulha and those big kilns, mixing with diesel fumes, that travels up and sticks to the snow. The scientists measure it with tools on glaciers, but I measure it by how much sooner the snow melts now in spring, leaving our wells empty sooner. My own eyes see the old white peaks turn grey, and my own fields thirst because of it.
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