If you think about it and carefully observe (Unless, you are a guy. Then, steer clear of the observation part), the women’s washroom is more than a place where you can conveniently answer nature’s call. Tring, tring!

Disclaimer : Kindly, excuse me for not having any knowledge of what goes on in the men’s washroom. Unisex toilets don’t seem to exist. And for me, the men’s washroom from the outside, seems scary like ‘The Further’ in Insidious. I do not wish to venture inside.

So, after the careful observation of my college washroom for a year, I’d like to present the following insights. Dear traveller, let us begin our adventurous journey to the women’s washroom. I know that we talk about travelling the world but when you don’t have more than a few bucks in your pocket and a vintage car to drive to Goa (Dil Chahta Hai style), it’s just best to lay low for a while. So, the women’s washroom it is! Show some enthusiasm people!

The walls of the washroom hold quite a lot of secrets. Some are cute, some emotional and some downright embarrassing. They know more about human nature or women’s nature in particular. If they were people, they’d be very very wise. These walls have not only seen a group of girls enter after every few minutes to check their makeup and wether every strand of their hair is in place, reapplied eyeliner and so on, but much more.

They have seen friendships blossom and examined the secret conversations between friends who rush there from their classroom, the moment the bell rings, to avoid anyone who might hear them. They listen to conversations right from the start (“Are you ok?”) till the end (“It’s gonna be fine, trust me”). They have seen friends open their hearts and discuss their dreams, fears and insecurities. Even the nervous jitters before a presentation and pre-exam stress. They have seen heartbreaks and tears. They have seen friends consoling each other and giving a hug in dead silence, when there was nothing to do but comfort the broken-hearted. They have seen girls stand in front of the mirror and give themselves some mental pep talk to boost their self-confidence and calm their nerves. They have seen girls do each other’s hair, cleverly combat any mini wardrobe malfunctions and compliment each other’s outfits.All in all, they have heard gossip, jokes as well as the most genuine heart to heart conversations.

The washroom holds a million tales, most of which shall only be known to the storytellers themselves and the walls. Sort of like Dumbledore’s pensieve at Hogwarts. Many wizards and witches lived and died, yet their memories were left behind in that pensive because of Dumbledore (If we had a pensieve of the washroom’s walls, it would be full of memories to the brim).

Kinda magical, eh?

Going to the washroom can be pretty interesting and infuriating at the same time. Everything right from struggling to be able to see yourself in the mirror in that crowded space (I mean, I know I’m not tall but I surely deserve more space to see more than the top three hairs of my head), avoiding dirty toilets like they are places that have had radioactive exposure and need to be quarantined and hurling insults at the unknown perpetrators of indecent toilet usage. Phew.

So, if you ever decide to study human psychology, visiting the women’s washroom is a good idea (Unless you are a guy or else there is going to be a lot of screaming in there and I won’t be able to help you buddy).

Considering that I have observed all this along with the walls, I wonder if that makes me wallflower.

( Perks of Being a Wallflower ishtyle. Hehe.)

Happy Sunday!

~ Fellow non-certified psychologist,

Agent Pandy