Rippling sea waves, dried river skeletons and endless fields. Water everywhere, but not a drop to drink. Each family needs about six pitchers of water a day, and they have to walk seven miles to get it. Ignoring knee-deep mud in rainy season, braving the biting cold of winter. In the seventeen sub-districts of southwestern Bangladesh, the normal flow of water has been ripped to shreds by the dagger of ‘Development’.
