Water my dearie…fresh clear water

Yesterday many reasons prompted me to go back to our place. Better half is sun soaking in San Fran and I have to do the needful. I was worried about the amount of water at our place reached rock bottom. A friend had half heartedly volunteered to stay overnight and fill the tank…no one could blame him…each person had his/her priorities and if I would have been his place I would have said plain “NO”…
Why so much hustle and bustle over water??? The reason is we get water only for few hours every day…twice a day…but in summers the water became a rare commodity (demand more than supply funda) and the twice a day time table had become once a day hurry…
I dumped the remaining parcels and was on verge of leaving when I heard hiss of the taps. I had forgotten that summers are long gone and rains have reached their mid. Voila…I tested the tap…and voila out gushed water as if it no longer wanted to stay in the confines of the tap…I quickly filled the tank…relishing the fact with a smirk on the face that…the tank was getting full in a jiffy. Now I would have water when I came back…for so much work that involved the valuable water. I filled the tank…water bottles and like a long lost friend late to go home…the supply stopped…me all satisfied. With the same half smile I locked the door and headed at aai’s