The restroom chronicles…!-& some other stuff.
Thursdays are busy days at Uni. I have just 1 hour in between classes, to run from building 5 to building 1, so that I can eat & pray & mebbe fit in another chore (& even run into the homies, check out the chickaz,etc), before running back to building 5. & what happened today?atleast 20 minutes of that precious hour were wasted bcoz I wanted to wait for my favourite stall/cubicle in the restroom. That restroom coz its right near the musallah, & so it has the lotas. Why that particular cubicle?*shrugs shoulders* beats me!So I was waiting for my stall with filled up lota in hand.Then another stall is vacated (the middle one),& as a guy is on his way to use it, I offer my lota-wonder where the others were?!& then I realise that waiting for the one was a bad idea coz now all 3 are occupied. Finally, the guy I offered my lota to, vacates his stall, & on seeing me still waiting & as I give in & proceed towards that stall, he apologises(coz he thought that I wanted to go when I gave him my filled up lota..). What are the odds of all 3 stalls being occupied for the long job just when I need to use one?& Oh, the awkwardness.
& just what have my days come to, that I actually write up a post about my recent restroom antics?! Damn, the blog has so become that which it wasn’t supposed to be-a “& this is what I did today” blog.Shucks. Forget the blog, hell, I have become the person I so didn’t want to be. Until a year ago, I used to think that I was quite mature. That I was above all this. That I had mysteriously skipped that phase. Thesedays, when I listen to songs, it actually feels like a line here, a verse there, actually applies to me!Cheesy, I know. But that’s what I’ve become. Maybe I’m just a late bloomer. Hell, maybe I am going back to being a teenager- even my pimples are back. But then, like someone said to me, maybe I’m just being normal. As in, I should be glad that I’m normal, afterall?Uh’huh.
As you probably know by now, the crisis isn’t over yet.
