On Shitting (Walking towards the Peak - 5)

Why it is so urgent to prioritise "on Shitting" before writing "on Eating" ?? Is this not a paradox and showing my true colours (or my true odours) ?? Is my perversion oozing out even in such simple acts of prioritising ??

Any thing we eat gets out (quite effortlessly for few but for few poor souls like me, with lot of struggle) on the next day and becomes a part of mother earth & is it not better to talk about the destination before the origin....Isn't it logical to "begin with the end in the mind" as Steven Covey says in his World Famous book (7 Habits of highly successful people)

Such a long prelude is written not to make you laugh but its just that.....my first "piece" is yet to be delivered....I am moaning in pain.....Yes.....here it is down and out of me....Read through....!!

For a long tour like this, there are people who are hesitant to even think off, because of their shitting patterns and their discomfort with the toilet facilities available.....with special dimensions on climatic conditions (in a tour like this) and "time slots" (considering it is a huge number of group)

I took it in stride and I did not really mind about these apprehensions....and where ever we stayed (the hotels / Dharmashaalas we stayed in Badri and Kedar were with primitive facilities only) I was contented to ensure that I am not shitting above the shit of some body else....I was so accomodative, you know....

particularly during the onward journey which I had in train (I am travelling in TN express after a full 9 years - I have been going to Delhi quite frequently between 2001 to 2003 but not by train) , on the second day travel, I entered the Western Style Toilet quite eagerly by 10.30 AM in the morning...wanting to experiment that adventure....of shitting with "jerks" and "balancing acts"....Good going...to put it crisply...

I particularly cherish that moment when I (as usual) was struggling to find a techniqeu to wash myself with the tap ....when I spotted a water bottle (the simple one - 1 litre mineral water bottle of Aquafina) some one placed near the Wash basin in the toilet....I snatched it with all eagerness and with a great level of gratitude, I came out with full satisfaction that I am quite clean (at least outside) with the support of that old bottle which I reverentially kept back so that my successors will use it...

I bow my head to that gentle man who placed it there.....and I am really getting moved with this wonderful world and people around me...Inspite of the bombs that explode and the lives that get trampled up, it is really wonderful that we have some "movers" in this world who do things for the future.....without making a fuss about it.....

Now, I am sure the reader (s?) of this travellogue are convinced of my abilities of getting connected with abstraction.....and inspite of the title, I do make sense to you all....and not a 100% pervert ??

This long musing on shitting cannot come to an end with this single episode ?? How can I forget that wonderful shitting I had on a place called BHOJWAS which is after 15 KM of walk from Gangotri on the way to Gomukh ?? How can I hold myself without explaining the grace of Mother Ganges herself wiping me off after my shitting in open air....??

The next posting will continue which is NOT "on Eating" but "On Shitting - part II".....Let me take a break here....I normally dont shit continuously and need lot of pauses in between...

suchoo