During my late husband’s bout with cancer, we stayed in Rawalpindi for about a year, and eight months. Tired of lugging bottled water to where we were staying, I thought of boiling my own. I never knew how horrible it would taste.It looked like we were drinking paint. The color wasn’t clear either. Bottled water in comparison was better. At least one could drink it when it was put in the fridge for cooling. It tastes terrible while warm. It’s only palatable when it’s ice cold.
I have been boiling water for years for drinking purposes. Once it’s no longer warm, I filter it through a muslin cloth into a cooler. I fill bottles with it, and then put them in the fridge. When away from home I buy bottled water from the market.
I was considered a total freak carrying my own water by my friends, and relatives till a time came people started buying bottled water. I wasn’t a weirdo any longer.
In Houston tap water is unsafe. We buy huge cartons of drinking water from Sam’s Club, or Costco. If there is a sale it gets much cheaper. I am appalled at the price of drinking water here.
We are fortunate in one aspect — the water is sweet in Peshawar. Even after boiling it retains its sweetness, and is hundred times better than the stuff sold in the market.
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