he shows me the new pipe laid to his house. he has covered it in the sand to keep it safe from the scorching heat. now, the wait for water. malarum's wife and daughter have again set out on their dailyjourney. tulsi was five years old when she started walking with her mother to the well. she told me she'd take a small pot along. every bit counted. on the way i ask her mother, "did the men in the family "help?" laughter. she laughs and tells me, "the men won't even make a cup "of tea for themselves. "water is only women's work."