Not everyone approved. Mr. Sharma, who worked the tea stall, told them sternly that movies belonged to studios and screens, that copying was stealing. But his lecture fell on ears that had already learned other lessons: a pirated clip could spark imagination, could be a way of sharing joy when money was tight. The children reimagined the idea of ownership. If watching a film together made the neighborhood kinder for an hour, they thought, perhaps the act was its own kind of good.