It was one of those moments; the surprise from coincidence and sheer helplessness made me LOL!
I am generally a grateful person but it is not everyday that I thank the warm water in my shower. Today being an especially cold day, the warm water with good water pressure in the shower made me wonder about people who didn’t have such luxury in the past. Why, many still don’t have it today. Gratitude enveloped me along with the warm water and I was thankful for it! Then suddenly, I realized, the water pressure didn’t seem as good as what it was. I stared at the water coming out of the hose and noticed that the water had actually reduced.
New wonders entered my thoughts; it’s my first winter in this house, have the pipes frozen? Should I proceed to use the soap or just step out? Will the water continue at this pressure or stop? Unlike many profound questions in life, these were going to be answered very soon. I, being my adventurous and optimistic self, proceeded with the idea of the soap. And alas, as soon as I was fully lathered up, the water stopped. I continued with the drops coming out of the hose, really trying to make them count. At this point, water is all I wanted – cold would also do. But here I was, the mild soap drying on my skin, almost into a moisturizer I thought.
I did what we always do in situations not to our liking before we accept them. I prayed. I prayed for water from the hose. After acceptance hit me, I tried one last practical solution. I rushed to the other bathroom, but this was the state of every tap in the house. All I had was a few glasses of drinking water at home. So being economical, I decided to just pat myself dry and get into warm clothes. My dad had managed to get out of showers with some lurking lathers on so many occasions, and he has been fine. I thought to myself, I will be fine too.
After prodding the neighbors, I learned that the water in this locality is sometimes briefly shut during weekday afternoons because of a factory close by, that sometimes needs to add new water pipelines. Having usually been at work during those times, I was never aware of it. Now, I was aware (along with being quite clean) and still grateful for the warm water that sometimes stops.