hostel life

we find it difficult to accept that we really enjoys more in a hostel that we used to in our respective houses. before any of us ended in a hostel, we had a very virulent idea about the hostel. the warm comfort of the house, the loitering of our loved and dear ones...all this would be the thing of the past. what would happen when we eventually end up in a hostel living with people we hardly know. but that jitter is only for the first two or three days. and finally, you begin to see the silver lining even for this dark cloud. you develop friends, not mentioning the ability to control your natural order because they don't have enough bathrooms in the hostel. we forget the comforting seat of our commode, and get habituated to the long lines and the wait for everything ranging from eating our food, to its final processed output. and naturally, you gather friends. friends, who would remain yours for the rest of your lives. why i say that? because, in a hostel, you sleep, eat, and do everything you could, with them (notwithstanding some of us who get too personal, but yes, that's a completely different story).
and you gain new experiences. you gain new knowledge,you are open to new adventures!
even i have cherished those moments. may it be going and watching movie from 9 to 12, and then, after not getting any auto, walking the long distance with none but your friends to fall on if you are too tired to go on. and yes, you could always enjoy the drunk ones....the pukes they send out, which sometimes feel like straight out of a matrix movie...in slow motion! god forbid them. (but what the hell...they are always a fun to watch!)
jai ho to all those who relish living in hostel!!!!