Dripping!

" Hey, its dripping in the toilet." , George was washing up for work. Ammu, who was lying lazily on the couch, lifted her head slightly without facing him and said, looking out of the window, " Oh, is it?". "Yeah." George is packing his bag. Lately, he doesn't stay back much. He is wearing his uniform. When George left, Ammu ties up her hair. She notices in the mirror two new pimples above her upper lip. She lit up her joint. Ammu is wearing a long skirt and a black bra which she bought yesterday from the local market. She opened the washroom door. She smells dampness. Keeping the joint between her lips, she pulled up the skirt. Last month, while sitting in the toilet, a drop of water fell on her knee. She didn't mind. It was the beginning. Week after week, the dripping became more visible. George never seemed to notice. George is usually careless and there is no wonder he didn't find it out. Her mom had visited her two weeks before. Mom knows every corner of the house and she never spares a minute detail, yet the dripping never came into her notice.

Today, while lying in bed, holding her palm, George asked, " Is there something bothering you ?" Ammu said a soft No, withdrawing her hands. After that, he got up and went to the washroom. Ammu is sitting on the toilet seat now. It was somewhat dark and her joint glowed lightly. Last Wednesday she found out that if she left a tap open in the washroom, the dripping increases. She sat on the toilet seat for hours, usually in her underwear, experimenting with which tap made the dripping faster. It had become her favourite leisure activity and she seriously thought of adding it to her resume under the hobbies 'column. Now she opens the tap near the sink and removes her skirt, takes another joint from the shelf near the bathroom mirror, lights it up. The water is dripping faster. It falls over her messy bun, down her chin, flows down through her collar bones and disappears in her navel. The water fell on her thighs, on her toes. She lets her hair open and lets a long puff. She slowly sat down on the floor. The water is dripping down her body now as if she is the source, the origin. She lies down on the floor, wet.