Environment Friendly

Hotel towels is a cause I have been waiting to espouse for a while.

Almost every hotel worth its salt that I stay within India, proudly display notices in their bathroom's confessing their care for the environment and asking guests to save water and reuse terry towels provided.

Their ( hollow) claim , reusing these terry towels will

Save Water
Save Electricity

Merely lip service will not do my friends.................
Can I ask you a question, dear Hotel Manager?
Why don't you replace these terry towels with cotton towels?
Cotton towels probably cost a fraction of their terried cousins, weigh a quarter as compared to them and use only 25% of the water required to rewash.
They also soak and dry better, faster and would do immense help to our small scale industries and probably our suicide prone farmers in Vidharbha.
Ask me for endorsements....I use cotton towels at home and refused the lead role in Saawariya as the main protagonist had to slip a terry towel in a song sequence......

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