“Every time the train stopped at a station, we would all hold our breath, making sure not a single sound drifted out of the closed windows. We were hungry and our throats parched. From inside the train we heard voices travelling up and down the platform, saying, “Hindu paani,” and, from the other side, “Muslim paani.” Apart from land and population, even the water had now been divided” WaterSurvivalIndiaTrainPakistanMigrationPartitionDelhiRiotsJhelum Book:Remnants of a Separation: A History of the Partition through Material Memory Source: Remnants of a Separation: A History of the Partition through Material Memory