HE SAW HIS 80-YEAR-OLD FATHER SELLING PURE WATER IN TRAFFIC… HE FROZE.
He turned slowly, squinting against the sun. When his eyes found Oberi, his face emptied of expression. The basin slipped from his hands. Water sachets burst and scattered across the road. For a second, neither man moved. They simply stood there in the middle of traffic—father and son, twelve years apart, staring at everything that…
