A 75-year-old man placed an order for 14 large water jugs every single day. After a while, the delivery driver became suspicious and contacted the police. But when the door finally opened, everyone present was left completely speechless. My name is Rahul, and I work for a small water delivery company in a quiet neighborhood in Delhi, India. The job isn’t glamorous, but it helps me earn an honest living. Among all the customers on my route, there was one elderly man who ended up changing the way I see the world. He was seventy-five years old and, without fail, ordered fourteen twenty-liter water cans every day. At first, I assumed he might own a small shop or perhaps was buying water for several families nearby. But the first time I delivered his order, I realized something strange. He lived alone in an old house at the end of a nearly empty street. Even stranger, he never allowed me inside. Each time I arrived, he would open the door only a small crack, hand me payment in an envelope, and signal for me to leave the water outside. I would stack the fourteen heavy jugs by the doorway and then leave. The house was always silent. No voices. No sounds. Nothing. But one question kept growing in my mind: How could a single person possibly use that much water every day? Two weeks passed, and my concern only grew stronger. Even a large household usually uses just one or two water cans per week… yet this man ordered fourteen every single day. Finally, one afternoon, I gathered the courage to ask him. “Sir… why do you need so much water?” He simply gave me a faint smile. Then he quietly closed the door. That smile left me uneasy. I started wondering if something was wrong. Maybe someone inside the house was taking advantage of him. Or maybe something unusual was happening behind those walls. Eventually, my worry got the better of me. So I called the police. The next day, I returned with two officers and knocked on the door. The old man opened it calmly, just like he always did. When the officers asked if they could come inside, he hesitated for a moment… then slowly nodded. The door began to open… – Page 9