Sunday, December 21, 2008

Hostel

I have made all my good friends through my stay in the hostel, life in the hostel opens up the whole new family away from home. The friends you make here are for life and they are there for you all through. I have lived in 2 different hostels in my 5 years of college life. The kind of friendship and relationship you have with your roommates and hostel mates is very deep and they know you really well. They have been with you through your up and downs in life and they too are going through pretty much the same turbulences that you are facing.

Hostel life also makes you become really independent and take care of yourself as you don’t have your parents or guardian by your side guiding your way. You make your own decisions and gain or lose from it. I can definitely say that I became the person that I am today only through my experience of being in the hostel. Student life in itself is fun and staying in a hostel only adds to the memories.

When in hostel in Bangalore there used to be the rules that there was silence hour from 9’O clock every night where we had to be our in our respective room and not seen in any of the other rooms. Till 9’O clock none of us feel like talking or going to the other rooms but as soon as the bell rings indicating the start of the silence hour that’s when you want to visit the other rooms across the hall or even another floor. There have been many instances when I have been caught by the warden in other room during the silence hour and there been times when I have hid behind doors, cupboard and underneath beds just to avoid getting caught.

Hostel also helped me in my academics when there is an exam approaching the whole hostel gets into the exam mode and you naturally get attuned to it. So when in hostel we study hard and party harder.

Now that I have finished my tryst with hostel I am missing it a lot. Though initially I was sad and was in the belief that being away from home and staying in the hostel was the worst predicament that could ever happen to a person it is only now when I look back to my life in the hostel that I come to know that God had planned the greatest life I could live. He had added all the spices of life in proportion so that when I look back in life I come to know that it was the most perfect way I could have lived and it couldn’t have been any better.

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