Some funny observations in hostel washroom :
Washroom as such is an interesting meeting place where everyone is caught in a vulnerable state :)
One is also a witness to funny sights and sounds :)
Since it was a girls hostel, one good thing was the absence of graffiti or quotes or comments that stem from the most creative minds when sh.t rides high in the minds!
So the walls were clean except of course some peeling plaster at an odd corner.
Every morning there were frantic urging voices, gradually turning to shouts and knocks on the toilet doors by the "outsiders" if the "insider" refused to come out of the "reverie" :)
I remember some "seasoned fighters " entering the washroom area and starting to knock at all the closed doors one by one, in the hope of entering first, the moment a door opened.
Every one was in hurry... Didn't want to get late for classes.
Another interesting sight was seen late evenings when one was relaxed a bit.
When I witnessed it first time, I was amused and thought it odd.
There was a row of washbasins on the wall.
And my first thought at the scene in front of me was, "what are these girls doing keeping one foot in the high basin and balancing the body on one leg? "
Then I recognize the movements of rubbing the soap and scrubbing the feet :)
So they are chatting and doing this "exercise".
One foot at a time of course :)
I found it quite useful and I tried to do it at home but got reprimanded by the mother for looking vulgar :)
Another interesting thing that was the direct clue that a particular girl was going for a date....
All dressed up, hair all done up, a dab of some cream and lipstick on the face ( make up was simple those days as were the dates), and frantically removing the last visible hair on the arms, with a razor :)
Such scenes always brought a smile on my face.
It was always amusing to watch others as long as the girl
doing the same is not Me, with a racing heart and music in the ears :)
Washroom as such is an interesting meeting place where everyone is caught in a vulnerable state :)
One is also a witness to funny sights and sounds :)
Since it was a girls hostel, one good thing was the absence of graffiti or quotes or comments that stem from the most creative minds when sh.t rides high in the minds!
So the walls were clean except of course some peeling plaster at an odd corner.
Every morning there were frantic urging voices, gradually turning to shouts and knocks on the toilet doors by the "outsiders" if the "insider" refused to come out of the "reverie" :)
I remember some "seasoned fighters " entering the washroom area and starting to knock at all the closed doors one by one, in the hope of entering first, the moment a door opened.
Every one was in hurry... Didn't want to get late for classes.
Another interesting sight was seen late evenings when one was relaxed a bit.
When I witnessed it first time, I was amused and thought it odd.
There was a row of washbasins on the wall.
And my first thought at the scene in front of me was, "what are these girls doing keeping one foot in the high basin and balancing the body on one leg? "
Then I recognize the movements of rubbing the soap and scrubbing the feet :)
So they are chatting and doing this "exercise".
One foot at a time of course :)
I found it quite useful and I tried to do it at home but got reprimanded by the mother for looking vulgar :)
Another interesting thing that was the direct clue that a particular girl was going for a date....
All dressed up, hair all done up, a dab of some cream and lipstick on the face ( make up was simple those days as were the dates), and frantically removing the last visible hair on the arms, with a razor :)
Such scenes always brought a smile on my face.
It was always amusing to watch others as long as the girl
doing the same is not Me, with a racing heart and music in the ears :)
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