It is an airy, spacious, one room + kitchen + verandah + other facilities – ‘a complete floor for us’ set-up. At 2.5k + water/electric, it is a little over budget, but then I wouldn’t mind complete calm & privacy as little added benefits. No nagging, almost hysterical next room occupants; no shared bathrooms; no locked gates after a prescribed time – ah, I feel like a king.
And the best thing is that taps here actually have water. At the mere slight of a rotation, the taps come alive with fresh, gurgling, pressurized water. What a relief. The first day I was very excited upon my discovery. ‘Hey, they are not showpieces, they actually have a utility.’ Most of the people don’t realize how fortunate they are to get taps that actually work. I was like that also. But almost two years of tap-less existence has made me wiser. (There were no running water in Indore also.)
Running taps are like promises fulfilled. You see a tap, you feel sure that it is usable. If not, like in municipal toilets & drinking fountains, that promise, that trust is broken. That’s why running taps are like promises fulfilled. A very comforting thought indeed.
I’m staying with Mr. & Mrs. God here.
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