It is hard to believe that while outside of my window, winds lash, rain pours incessantly, my taps are dry.
Strange game of hide and seek this. For a colony that enjoyed 24 hour water supply, home bound like me keep their ears in the direction of faucets even while working, to hear that sweet music of water from the tap.
I am not sure what the reason behind this is: regulation of water supply of plain housing society internal politics, or genuine short supply of water in Mumbai's lakes. For some reason, I go into a frenzy when I have to wake up early every morning after a late night's work schedule, only to find the tap went dry long before.
A couple of days back, the supply was turned off at 8 am instead of 10 am. This morning I woke up at 7.30 and rushed to open the tap, only to realise the supply had stopped five minutes prior. True that I store water too, but that's not a relief still.
Is this a sign of things to come? Hard to imagine.
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