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One Summer Morning

This happens ever so often every summer. Well, wondering what? Here it is. You get up in the morning(and as usual you get up late), and you are in a real hurry to get to class. And as soon as you turn towards the washroom with your toothbrush in hand, you realize that there is no water flowing from the tap today. Then you run to the other wings in your hostel hoping that you will at least get to brush your teeth, let alone have a bath. After scouting 2 or 3 wings of your hostel you finally do manage to find the right wing(the wing that has water) and you see that nearly half the hostel has already turned up there. You somehow manage to get hold of a wash basin, quickly brush your teeth and wash your face because there sure is no way that you can have a bath, as it is already overcrowded, with everybody's buckets lined up, quite a scene like in Indian cities, where people line up their buckets and pots to fill water from the city tankers.

This is one of the most common scenarios one can find in every hostel in one of the most prestigious institutions of India, the Indian Institute of Science. So then to end that story, after you've already used half your energy in running through wings in search of WATER, you have no time left to go to the mess for breakfast. And yet, you reach your class 10 minutes late. Well, this is student life over here and every student here has got used to this. And obviously, in class you think about nothing but food, as you are really hungry after all the running. Well, this is how it goes about some summer mornings.

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