Hi guys...starting today i would like to share my hostel life with anyone who's gonna read this blog...well this is something that everyone should do once in their lifetime..LIVE IN HOSTEL..a totally carefree life..where nothing can bother you except the things in which you are caught doing in the hostel..you know what I mean..
FIRST NIGHT-
Today's my first night in my hostel...I've been allotted room no.10.The room is cold and is giving me chills.For the first time I'm away from home...I've never been away from my parents or family in a long time...as much as i can remember...memories are rushing through my mind...it's been two hours since my dad left me in this isolated place...there's no one in my room except for me...all the others have left their belongings and gone home...we are 4 in a room...and the lobby I'm staying in is silent...there is no voice of any kind...i do not wish to sleep all alone...i arrange my belongings and climb up on the bunk bed..the only bed left for me...i do not feel sleepy...there's nothing to do...so i start checking out my room mates belongings...i know this is stupid..and I'm invading someones privacy but there's nothing for me to do...I'm about 200 km's away from my home...I'm missing everything..i start to think whether my decision of living in hostel is right or not...i step out of my room
...i think looking around would help be a bit calm...so,i do a inspection of the hostel I'm about to stay for 4 years...all the time my mind calculating whether the decision to stay away is right or not...there are two floors..i climb up through the stairs...walking in lobbies which are dead silent except for few girls...talking on the phones...they look at me as if I've invaded their boundaries which no doubt I've done...i mean who the hell roams around the whole hostel...I'm damn crazy for doing whatever stupidity I'm doing..but i don't have a choice...after at least 4 girls giving me those dead stares i decide it's better to go back to room...when I'm about to enter my lobby..a girl calls me up...i don't know who she is...or how do i address her...so the first thing i do is look around..to be sure she's calling me...she speaks..yeah I'm calling you..come over here...i enter a room...well it's quiet big..there is a television at one corner...chairs are spread everywhere..two carom boards are present...and a simple bed with bed sheets and stuff is present...i look at her confused..Are you 1st year?Yeah i say..B.tech or MCA?..B.tech i say...who is she?I wonder..From where are you?I say Hyderabad....she looks at me as if i just said something unbelievable...she repeats the same question twice..thrice and each time i say yeah Hyderabad...at last she says..that's a wonderful place...why did you come here???you should have taken up your further studies there...I just nod my head not knowing what to say...so i just ask the same question back..from where are you di?She smiles up and says...you do not call your seniors di here..address them as ma'm..okay...and I'm from jammu.That's a nice place...is it nearby?Well my geographic knowledge sucks..She replies no,it takes me a day to reach my home..I'm like oh!!!can i know your name i ask..She says you need to figure it out...goodnight and she leaves.I understand just two things...need to address seniors as ma''m...and not to say to anyone that I'm from Hyderabad ..that would take people in shock....i walk towards my room...I'm about to go in my bed when someone knocks...who could it be??i don't even know anyone here..i open my door..there's a girl standing ..she has braided her hairs and is wearing spectacles...are you all alone?she asks Yeah..i reply..Would you like to sleep together??I don't know how to reply..i just stare at her...I'm too damn happy that i don't need to be alone in night...but how do i respond...saying me like that..she says it herself..I'm geeta from Mca your senior...don't be afraid just come...I tag along..she asks me where I'm from..I think about lying reminded of the earlier reply i got for that..but then just say the truth...it's easier..she guides me into her room...i look at the girls staring at me..and then they smile...suddenly i feel like I'm inside a spiders web...they make me feel comfortable...but still that feeling lingers around me as if I'm their new found toy...many girls come and go...there are three more roommates of geeta ma'm..nivedita,dipika,nazia ma'm...all from mca...they are nice at heart is what i conclude...they ask me the same set of questions...from where you are?why did you choose such far away place and so...i reply them all the same...they explain me that you always hungry in the hostel when a girl of their batch comes around asking for something to eat...the rest of the night i watch a south Indian movie explaining to them what the dialogues mean in it...the first thought that occurs my mind when they ask me to be their language interpreter is south Indian movies are watched here,also??I'm quiet shocked and relived at the same time...that something still connects me to the place i left...i explain it all that i could...i never had a single thought that how my life will turn out...I'm not even excited about my future or time in college...no anxiousness about friends or roommates...or people here...but if my first night was like this...i start to think how my all other nights would turn out..........
