Treatment plants ache like old harmoniums missing keys—funds for repairs vanish in tender documents, and sometimes the very pipes meant to carry water are not laid. But the real silence is in the monitoring: our two officers cannot be at fifty plants, and data is a song sung only for inspection days. From my balcony, I see the dark stream beside the tracks and hear its story; the official reports, however, still list it as a monsoon drain.
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