The Morning Blues

Disclaimer :- This post is strictly categorized under "Gross/Disheveled".. Not for the faint hearted..I wonder if that category event exists.. Well If it doesnt, now it does..
Much has been said about hostel bathrooms and toilets.. And obviously, nothing has been done about it.. I'd like to call this post, the icing on the cake..

Our hostel bathrooms are in deplorable conditions. I am wondering how i'll be able to use those bathrooms for 10 full months.. Two wings. I reside in one of them. Each wing consisting of three floors. I reside on the top floor. Each floor consisting of 3 bathrooms, 3 toilets, 3 wash basins and 2 urinals. This is what i will call a unit. On an average, I calculated, roughly 20-25 ppl share one unit. Out of the 3 units on one floor, only one functions properly. So that makes 40 ppl share one unit with the assumption that the remaining ppl havnt still got up. ABSURD!! yeah..
I will not discuss the issues that i have against the toilets.. It is well beyond anyone's imagination. You have to see it, 'use' it to experience it. Hehe..

Morning is considered to be one of the most pleasant and soothing time. I am forced to think otherwise.. You get up, look around and you shall see people scampering about searching for water as if they are searching for an oasis in a desert.. What do i do?? Sitting in a difficult posture, a long anxious, desperate, hopeful wait follows.. I am helpless.. I just look out for some signal, nod from my friends that the door to freedom has opened (imagine a white light through that door).. I have become UNCOMFORTABLY NUMB..

Finally the long anxious wait is over.. I make my way into a tiny little cramped space ( I wont complain about the space. The problem is too trivial for me to get into the details of it. The only thing i would say is, a person of significant size would not fit in)..I ease my tension only to find a group of deadly looking mosquitoes hampering my biological process.. I manage.. I'll leave the rest for imagination..

Brushing is an altogether different experience.. You are 'enjoying' the process with 10 of your batch- mates. I am an optimist.. And hence i shall term this as socializing.. Issues such as which period is supposed to be bunked, ridiculing profs and their teaching methods, what book is supposed to be taken etc are discussed with the brush doing its job of cleaning our teeth.. It helps..

During the course of all these 'eventful' events, water plays the role of hide and seek.. Inconsistent water supply is something that i have got used to.. Wondering how i wash my hands?? I manage.. And just to keep the record straight, i maintain my hygiene to the highest levels.. Excuse us for shower.. That is something which i do not think of in the mornings.. As long as the other much comforting jobs are done, i am happy and most importantly "satisfied"..