Never before had I been in a relationship with a toilet and trust me it is not very pleasant. Welcome to the DTU Girl's Hostel, Home to the homeless junk and the place to dispose off your kitchen garbage.
Despite the many attempts to mask the oh-so-tempting odour emanating from the food, we have as of yet succeeded in only annoying the mess staff who insist on calling us "shishter" in that weirdly annoying, condescending tone of theirs.
And to satisfy our hunger, we are offered ultra watery Dal, dry vegetables with potato as their ring leader and murky, stinky sweet-dish which tastes like rubber once it starts getting cold.We wonder where they get their ration from.The land of the rotting Rations..??
Not only have they managed to scare away good food, they have also succeeded in giving much more business to the roadside eateries that plague the university and the humble mech canteen. So now I not only remember the menu of the canteen but also have become proficient in giving advice to the many hunger struck girls.! Ha!!
As for the mess menu is concerned, I am least bothered by the trash they serve us, when they use crappy stuff as they do, every other food item causes the girls to rush into the toilet and spend their time admiring the yellowing walls in the fading light.
For weight watchers like me, this has become an easy excuse to ditch food and not get scoldings from people around me. A diet on the go..!
Go DTU mess!! and help me drop off those pounds..!!!