4 years of hostel life. More than half of my life. The most significant years of my life, my teenage. The years before that hardly matter. 2 more years to go.
Hostel life…. it made me what I am today. Good or Bad whatever. It gave me independence, freedom, and the power of making decisions, and a philosophy. I surely would have been a different person if i was not in hostel. I have undergone a huge change, a change that you can never imagine about.
the 4 years were(7th - 10th) at Ram Ratna Vidya Mandir.
I remember times when I cursed myself for living away from home, washing clothes at midnight with chilled water, for surviving without money for months, for no one caring for me and understanding me.
But there were also times I enjoyed myself most. Like bunking the school, the raids on the mango orchids, stealing question papers before exams,ragging the juniors, fighting with teachers,raiding the mess,cheating @ exams,long evening walks, long discussions, future plans, ….
I never missed any chance to enjoy myself in hostel. Did every adventure possible and yeah spared some time for studies too.
**OVER AND OUT**
