The LOO Battle

Loo...Hot...Sweat...Uneasiness...Fatigue...Valour...Victory...Relief...these are the words that come to everyone’s mind when we think of Rajasthan. Yeah, you guessed it right...I am from Rajasthan and I am used to it.

You might be thinking that I am talking about the hot air covering the whole Rajasthan in the summers, NO, I am talking about a place of thought process...human has evolved because of his thought process and what can be the best place for this thought process? For some, it’s luxurious, for some it’s hot, for some it’s dark, for some, it’s small and for some it’s the open nature... Any guesses? It’s the LOO.

When a common man thinks of going to the loo in summers, he thinks of the words mentioned in the top most line. He enters the loo, senses intense amount of heat and the resultant is sweat. If it takes too long and if it’s an Indian styled pot then a man feels uneasiness and fatigue, which is why for people who take long time, I suggest an English styled pot. A man sits there for like some minutes and he is surrounded by an intense danger of mosquitoes, lizards (sometimes) and one of the most dangerous and deadly... stink. He doesn’t leave the place until he has achieved success and is known as the mighty man of valour. His valour doesn’t go in vain as he comes out safely (majority of times) and tastes victory and washes his hands off like his hands are full of the blood of enemy he has defeated in the war.

He says BYE BYE to the blood sucking dangerous mosquitoes, the lizards and the deadliest of them all, the pernicious smell which could kill anybody in a matter of minutes. This is like a battle won by man without any violence and blood(oh..it might be there if the battle is not fought daily :P). 
He sighs in relief and prepares himself mentally for the next battle to be fought the coming morning.