Bubble Bath

It's been a long time....But I don't want to talk about that in this post

Ever since I was a kid, I had this strange fascination for bubble baths and bath tubs... Maybe the effect of TV... Maybe I saw the tub at someone's place... I don't exactly know... but I would crave that someday I will have a house big enough... so that the bath room will be big enough to have a bath tub... strange ambition right? But I think, as a kid I thought of having a bath tub as a status symbol (by the above train of thought)....

As a kid... I used to play in this small tub.... u know it was so small I don't think all my dinner plates would fit into them now...but when I was a kid... I could sit in it... cross legged... and have water come up to my waist... and if I bent over I could get my head in too... I must have been 3 or 4 years then....but that was a cool activity :)...

...That and a hose pipe... (which we employed to fill a big tank, the municipality water in Mumbai being as fickle as it is....) dark green in color... it often became symbolic of summer....

Now, I suffered from asthma as a kid... and somehow my parents would always worry that I'd catch a chill, if I took a cold water bath... so it was warm water day in day out....

But summer would change the rules... it was so warm outside... and we, my sis and I would need a wash every evening, after play time.... and the hose pipe was a double-whammy... more fun after play.....Isn't it strange... that as kids... small utensil tub and a simple hose pipe... can bring us so much fun.... and now... as grownups we need a million diversions to give us a semblance of happiness...

When I first came to the US, I was pleasantly surprised to find a bath tub in every apartment I stayed (except when I was at Google)... but I would somehow never take a bubble bath... maybe because I was sharing my apartment with roommates... maybe coz... I felt it to would be perceived as slightly panzoid to harbour such wants....
nevertheless, when I moved into my own apartment in San Jose, I made it a point to take a bubble bath at least once a week... (usually on the weekend...) listening to some soothing lounge music...During this time...I had stocked up several "Bath and Body Works" samplers... as well as some aroma therapy ones....

As I soak myself in a warm, sweet smelling bubbly bath, my mind clears up, I lose most of the stress of the previous week, and I'm both calm and energized to take on the world for one more week...

But I guess...more than all that.. it kind of brings back a lot of childhood memories... and a sense of satisfaction and achievement.

I'll end with one of my favorite PJs on this topic...

For his final project in a statistics class, a student decided to conduct a
Survey. So it wouldn't be a boring project, he chose to find out peoples'
Favourite pastimes.

The teacher required that he sample at least 100 people, so he started out
His project visiting a fairly large apartment building near the university.

He knocked on the first door and a man answered. "Sir, what is your name
?" asked the student "John", replied the man.

"Sir, I'm doing a school study and would like to know what is your
Favourite pastime ?"

"Watching bubbles in the bath," came the reply.

He liked the esoterical answer and continued down the hall, until he came
To the next door, when he asked again. "Sir, what is your name?"

"Jeff !", said the second man.

"Sir, Would you please tell me your favourite pastime?"

"Watching bubbles in the bath,! " was the answer.

Quite amused and confused he went on to ask a good number of people in the
Building and all of them had the same pastime "watching bubbles in the
Bath".

He left the building and walked across the street where there were several
Row houses to continue the survey.

At the first house, he knocks and an attractive college girl opens the
Door. Our surveyor starts again - "What is your name?"

"Bubbles"