The Dirty Dirtbags called Quilts--Things as they are 10

This is probably the last post in the Things as they are series where I talked about everyday objects in our cubicle. I still have a lot of things in the cubicle that I want to write about, but this is kind of stunting me. I want to write things that are broader, but I feel guilty about not continuing the series. So I am ending the series here with the tenth post. I am not doing another series for quite some time now—this one took too much of my energy. But doing this was certainly fun and enjoyable. I hope you—my imaginary readers—enjoyed it too.

There’s something on Sa’s bed that would scare some people out of their wits. It is big, kind of black, and no one wants to get near it. It’s not a snake—it’s Sa’s quilt.

Sa’s quilt gets interesting reactions from different people—people like Aa are horrified, others are disgusted, and the rest are Meh because they are ‘Hah, its Sa! What else would you expect, a clean quilt?’

The color of the quilt bothers me though. In the beginning, it was white. Then it went to light shades of brown. Now it’s gray-brown. I am pretty sure it gets all the color from the filth stuck on the cover, but since the owner’s not bothered about it(he uses it every day), I am not going to cry too much over it.

Talking of quilts, a quilt that had been put on top of lockers of one of our neighboring rooms has apparently rotted. I am not sure what ‘rotting of a quilt’ means, but it looks pretty disgusting: blue and green things all over and there’s a viscous reddish-brown liquid oozing out of it. Our house didi says it’s just caught some fungi and that the liquid is actually rust from some nearby iron structure, but I am having a hard time not believing that some creature is breeding inside the thing and the red juices are its excreta or something similarly gross. So there at least, Sa’s quilt is tidier than someone’s.

Oh, before I forget—Av’s quilt has been subject to maternity pains. A bitch (a female dog) gave birth to six litters there. After looking at the quilt, I feel sorry more for the dog than Av: the way the quilt is shredded says that she must have felt way more pain than I could imagine. I am not going into maternity and stuffs like that, but get well soon, doggie!