"Always up to use the facility for free, these people!", mumbled the woman.
"Oh yeah!? Given the state of the facility, we should be the ones charging you. Double the money.", I yelled while relieving my bloating bladder.
I could hear the woman mumbling words in her sharp voice but my mind was all focussed upon the spider webs infesting every corner of the lavatory.
After finishing the job in a hurry, I pulled my pants up and unlatched the door to escape.
"5 rupees for no soap, no water and a loo that looks more like a haunted room!?", I muttered loud enough for the woman to hear while running towards my home.
Sulabh Souchalaya, if you ask me, is a place that was created as a reminder that one should never take their in-home toilets for granted. You can be rich enough to rent a room in the most lavish hotel in the world with the cleanest rest room ever, but you can never buy the comfort of peeing in your own toilet seat. The feeling is simply unmatchable.
As soon as I entered home, a mere glance at the wall clock shook me.
"15 minutes in a public toilet!? Only you could have done that.", Anjini laughed hard as she sipped her tea.
"But I wasn't in there for even 2 minutes. This is crazy!", I uttered in a low voice.
It took me a second to understand that I had no time to take a bath before leaving for the first day of college! Yikes, you think? Well, I have been doing it for a long time. We all do it. All the time. And who really has the time to think if the person sitting next to them in the bus/class took a hot water bath in the morning. We live in an era of deodorants and body butters. Let's use them to disillusion the already disillusioned world.
Sprinting towards my room, I opened the cupboard and blindly picked the high-neck top lying on top of a messy pile of clothes. After looking through it for another 2 minutes, I was able to catch hold of a pair of jeans that had faded away in colour. 5 minutes is all it took me to change into the clothes before putting on a nude lip colour along with an unevenly applied eye-liner.
"Woah! A high-neck, full sleeves top in the burning sun and a 100 year old jeans. You're the most untidy person there is.", taunted Aakanksha, as I picked my fancy new backpack and left home in a hurry.