Thursday, 24 September 2009

Punch Drunk on Water

As I wrote in my previous post, Hubs and I have moved to a lot of different cities and houses for the past 10 years. Our first move was to a city called 'Pune' in Western India to a one bedroom apartment owned by one of hubs aunts.

Being on a frugal income and me being unemployed, we had to adjust in a very limited budget. It meant being without a refrigerator, television or any decent furniture. The apartment was comfortable but it had a very peculiar and exasperating factor, Water !!!

Every apartment used to get water supply for exactly 20 minutes for the entire day. This water was to be used for bathing, washing clothes and flushing the loo etc.. The water pump started at unearthly hours every morning, which meant getting up and making sure that every pot and pan, tub & bucket in the house was filled to its brim with water, which would then be sparingly used for the entire day.

Everyday without fail at that unearthly hour, I would manage to rub sleep from my eyes and pray for a miracle to happen, the water pump man should forget to shut off the pump . I am sure, all that praying has definitely wiped out all the sins I've ever committed.

The anguish of water shortage was whipped up when we had a guest over for Lunch/Dinner and reached a frenzied pitch when a guest planned to stay with us for a day or two. I could have given 'FBI' a run for their money as I monitored every move the guest made and kept tabs on how many trips they made to the loo or washed their hands.

Even the simplest of activities like washing my face was like a 'Manna' at that time. This experience made me realize that, I always took 'Water' for granted and thought that it will always be available in plenty. I then realised that water was as precious as GOLD and now treat it with great respect.

P.S: Even after moving away from that apartment, I had a recurring nightmare for many months. 'I get up to fill the buckets and just kept waiting and waiting and there is no water in the taps'.

6 comments:

ggop said...

Water is blue gold. In the age of global warming fights will be about water. We used to have a couple of hours water in Mumbai everyday in the mid 80s. Sad that it was so bad in Pune.

Lazy Pineapple said...

yeah Gayu it is like gold. Things were not so bad in all areas. This particular area on Paud Road had this peculiar problem.

Anjali said...

We were fortunate even in Mumbai to get a decent supply. We had a friend who lived in Virar who had to fill water from a tanker that would come to their neighborhood every other day or so.

Lazy Pineapple said...

oh man that is actually even worse than my situation.At least there was guaranteed water everyday even if it was just for 20 mins.

AmitL said...

Ohh..so,Pune was your first'stop'...and,what a stop-with water shortages..u know,u reminded me-I never mentioned the experiences we had in my ancestral home in the eighties and nineties,where water is concerned! Will do that soon..:)
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But,you see,as I always say,there's always something in the present,that we have to be thankful for,compared to the past-and,you have that golden resource,water,to thank-I'm sure Lancaster's a 24 hrs water supply?:)

Lazy Pineapple said...

amit: Oh yes Thankfully Lancaster does not have any of those issues till now.

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