A glass of water

The solution to all problems in life does not lie in a glass of water. Popularized by Coldplay and my mother and the theory that the third world is going to be about water, the importance of water has reached new heights (rather depths). Having the immunity system of a dodo I am always the first person to catch everything that’s in the air, conjunctivitis, flu (haven’t got the swine one though) or the seasonal cold that attacks milk toothed snotty kids or toothless old men (and 19 year old me). This post is dedicated to my mother, who, as I went about blowing into my handkerchief, said; all these diseases keep on happening because I don’t drink water. With the tone of someone who has studied medical till the fourth year she handed me a glass of water.
This also reminds me of a person who once suggested that I drink water when I was bellowing that I was going bald.
Next time somebody tells me to drink a glass of water I will revolt… I refuse to do something without any results. Cold and fever has no relation with water, gallons of water won’t make my hair grow and that hot water lemon trick that dieticians suggest from time immemorial won’t make you thinner. So next time somebody tries to deceive you with a glass of water, pour out my wrath/ water on them.