Pee's Ostrich
by Lisa Kwan Written for: The Writer's Tower Theme: Ostrich Pee (April) Deadline: 2nd May 2014 The phone rang while I was on the toilet, and I cursed under my breath. “Can’t a man take a dump in peace?” I muttered, as I hurriedly sprayed some water on my buttocks with the bidet and pulled my shorts up. I considered for a second whether I should wash my hands or get the phone first, but when the phone rang again, I decided on the latter. “Hello?” I answered, breathless from my short sprint from the toilet to the living room. “Pee, my boy! How’s my favourite nephew doing?” my uncle’s booming voice reverberated even through the phone. And I hated that nickname (Pee for P). Of course, my actual name—Purushothaman—wasn’t that much better, but... “You there, Pee? Can you hear me? Pee? PEE?” I blame my parents. “Yeah, I’m here,” I sighed. “Damn this place, lousy reception, can’t even get a decent signal.” I wondered where my uncle was at that moment. He was a w...