When the desert didn’t wait for a chiller, Phalodi’s clay whisper brought relief. In the blistering heat of Phalodi, where summers stretch long and merciless, the land remembered a gentle touch — a slender clay pipe shaped by artisan hands, guiding breeze and water into coolness. These earthen pipes are more than tradition. They’re where heritage meets science. Water seeps through the porous clay, evaporates, and what remains inside stays refreshingly cool. Each pipe carries an artisan’s warmth,