Introduction:

 It is vulgar, It is real. This is the life lived.

 CHAPTER 1

 That’s a Shit Hole….!!!

“Physio boys, muthiya marva must”. I went into the toilet – Hardly able to close the door, loosened my shorts, rubbing my hands over my penis, removed the bottoms; jocky underwears and hung it to the bathroom handle. There were some hundred thousands of ants crawling all around the walls. I finally got settled for the indian style position for toilet. At first, all the poo came off like a volcano giving me a divine sort of satisfaction. I can bet, there is no better relief then emptying your bursting stomach.

I looked up towards the door, there was some text written on it with a black marker and it was this- “physio boys, muthiya marva must” (physio boys must masturbate). For us, masturbating had become a sort of daily routine – Just like having your breakfast and tea. I was lost in a thought, then took off my cellphone; opened the internet explorer and typed- xnxx.com, and the big horny site popped up in my eyes. (abhi masturbate karne ka instruction diya hai, toh karna to padega). I didn’t like any videos on the first page. So I opened third page hoping for something good. And a video just caught my eyes.

A girl, all naked with small boobs and shaved pussy sitting on the floor with a wine glass and asking various boys to masturbate and put in their sperms into the glass. Finally, after collecting almost a 100 ml of sperms from some ten boy’s masturbation, she gulped it down like wine, and I was like - awwwwww… that wa the weirdest blue film I ever saw. And there it is. Even my penis gave a contribution watching that girl. There was a sort of shower from the penis. I,  Finally holding the cellphone with left hand, started cleaning my penis with the right hand – Open the tap and pheww…. All those tiny little creatures seeking a hot chick pussy were just were just flushed off into the toilet. Well that’s life. And it sucks.

Sometimes even the same happens with the human beings as well. All those, equally capable, yet get flushed off into the earthly toilet. Here I was in dilemma. I was supposed to clear off my shit with my left hand, but I was holding my cell with it…So should I use my right hand to clean my ass with it …??  Sounds like WTF… But I had to do it. And suddenly I heard  - Bang.. Bang… There was a knock at the door. These doors were already weak- I guess the doors were not replaced for more than half a century, the wood had turned black. They can hardly be closed and these guys are fucking it as if it was their hottest classmate. The guy outside shouted- “ketli vaar laaaa…. Jaldi kar ne” (how much time still…. Make it fast) And I just said- two minutes…

So finally clearing off the poop, I stood up, Wore my shorts but not the underwear- kept it in my pocket- “well I am just going to take the bath, so why waste my calories wearing it right now and removing it again…?” I said to myself. And I opened the hinges and rushed out.

Come out of the toilets and you will be able to see the heights of dirtiness, or rather I would say – vulgarity. You may come across some boys showing their unwashed dirty asses; you may see some extremely hairy chests, hairy underarms and stinking bodies, hairs popping out from their underwear near their asses. Here; you can find boys who roam all around the entire day, wearing their underwear only. It doesn’t bother them that there are cameras all around the lobby or anywhere. You can even find boys with some fine handsome chests and you an even find boys who are scratching their penis with one hand and brushing their teeth with the other. Go to the toilets and you will see people standing in lines and knocking the doors – coz’ it’s tough holding your poop.. and you can even hear the voices- aahh ..aahh….of the porn videos that people play inside the closed doors and masturbate. The most pitiable condition is when you go to the toilet and you see the showers of someone’s sperms around. Sometimes if you are privileged enough, you can see the cut genital hairs of someone. I don’t think there can be anything more embarrassing than this. Seeing those hairs and sperms all around, you may feel like who the fuck did all this? Even though, you can’t resist masturbating in that toilet and you just add up to those sperm spilling. Visit our toilets at any time of the day and you will still find people inside the toilets – masturbating; even at midnight. I cannot imagine how many billions of sperms would be wasted each day. I sometimes feel that the porn websites are making money only due to this sort of people.

Here you can even get glimpse of the people who bath twice a day, once in two days, once in a week or sometime once in a month. Bathing for these people is like a festival – they do it only occasionally and when extremely necessary. You can even get to see a class of people who go to the toilets, wash their asses but not their hands and then drink water and eat foods with the same hands. Our hostel offers a free Wi-Fi, for these boys it is like a free access to the various different categories of the porn websites and thus watching porn has become a sort of daily routine for the people here. Our parents, while going back home after dropping us here, gave me a mala (rosary) saying – Beta roj ek bhagvan ni mala karje (Pray god each day). Now how to explain them that, yeah we pray every day but the god has changed from Krishna to sunny.

Many a times, while emptying your bladders into the broken urinals, you may get to smell the cigarettes. People here smoke inside the toilets, next to the urinals. Our hostel gate, being a typical hostel remains open 24 hrs. Here in our case, it remains open, not just for the boys but for the dogs as well. Any street dog is allowed to come in at any hour of the day and enlighten our lobbies or sometimes our bathrooms with its holy shit. And what’s more, you go to the mess to have your lunch – Exhausted studying, and to your pleasant surprise, you see a dog sleeping on the dining table and its poop lying at one side. Seeing all this makes you feel like, why the hell am I stuck up in this shitty place?

On the ground floors, near the physiotherapy boy’s rooms, there are our toilets and urinals. Those physio boys are soo artistic at some fields that they have carved a note on the walls of the urinals which reads something like – “je aaiya mutre ene mano piko” (the one who urinates here, their mother’s fuck). You go to the wash basins and you will see the dry toothpaste spits, since no one has the good habit of rolling off water over their spits. And some of the boys have taken this habit sooo seriously that they just don’t shut off the flush of the toilets; once they open it. And after that a melodramatic situation arises that you may consider to be the dirtiest things ever, even dirtier than those national geography’s “Dirty Jobs”

Then the toilets overflow as the flush remains on till the evening. There is water everywhere that is overflown form the shit hole, and the brown-yellow poop covering the entire floor. And guess what; even after this situation, no one attempts to shut off the flush, they jump and cross the shit and use other toilets. And then there are people who do exactly the opposite. They have taken the idea of conservation of water so seriously that they just don’t flush the toilet. And it remains filled with the brown, several kilos of shit.

As the evening turns up, you can see several thousands of insects and worms rolling over it; having a king sized royal dinner- the poop. The situation even turns worse until the cleaner comes up and gets it cleared.

Reading all this will force you to hats off to our cleaner and to us a well for surviving this long at this place….. for it is no less than a shit hole…..

TO BE CONTINUED  ___

By Sneh Sonaiya

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