Well, this is a joke, but it made me think that way on that dreadful night of 23 August, when I was in my dreams with somebody I don’t remember, that filter fell down, and when I wake up at my usual timing of 5 45 am (surprised naa..i have to leave for office at 6 50 am, as it is some 40 km away from where I stay), I found my room filled with water, and filter upside down on the floor, and not a single drop inside it. Keeping my patience, (the trick that I have learned recently), I quickly took my land lord’s wiper, and started draining the water out from a small outlet, and thank god it was not choked. But, it was a mere one inch dia outlet, how much could it contain, so all the water keep coming up again in the room, I then took a mug from bathroom, doing as quickly as I can, as I have very limited time, and started collecting the water and filling it up in the filter. This was somehow useful, and 90% of the water was wither drained out or was in the filter. I left 10% for the maid to clean up in the noon.
Even after removing it, that smell was prevalent in the room, and then on 27th August, I took out a bag kept below my iron bed, and was flabbergasted to find it in a wet condition, and that was not all, there was one suitcase and a bigger size bag, and all of them were completely wet, all my new clothes, designer shirts, jeans, novels, even my check book everything, it was like I was also drenched with them, I again with my new trick, keeping up my patience, emptied all the things, and slowly hanged all the clothes outside in my landlord shed, thanks to them that there is a small area which is not open, and one can keep clothes hanging, even if it rains. But rain, OMG, that merciless rain, it’s 28th August, 4 53 PM, and still not a single thing is completely dried, although I am quite successful in removing that soggy odor, but my mind is now full with these soggy thoughts, even two of my good shirts got color from other clothes, and am not sure what best dry-cleaning can do on them.
I actually spent this week with water, starting with this incident, then almost daily getting drenched while going to office bus stop, and at the end of the week, I don’t know how, it seemed to me that my mobile was gone, as my voice was not audible to the other person, but somehow after shouting loud, it cleared it; and it was not all, my bike’s lock got jammed, water filled inside it.