About the Author: Shikha Jain is a student of literature and Mass Communications from Mats University , Raipur.
She has a forte for writing in English and have also written some beautiful pieces. You can send your feed backs to shikha at shikha_jain13@hotmail.com
It’s amazing how you leave your house with all the expectations of going to a home outside home.
First impression, they say matters. And I stand in the favor of this notion.
Looking at the building, gave me a thought, like, “OKAY! So, it’s actually what I thought it would be.”
Pretty ladies with all smiley faces and charisma I should think and yeah before I forget, the building was an amazing structure to behold, Kudos to the human, who designed or drew the plan.
Well, now coming to the thoughts, which generally everybody gets as soon as they step into their rooms and notices other three bunks which makes them realize that they’re going to live with different characters from different walks of life.
And then, just in a blink the whole countenance changes and we feel like running back home because it would be the first time in our entire lives we would be living with the people we don’t know; never seen!
But ultimately, we are left with no choice.
Here comes a part in everyone’s lives, which is among one of those defining moments.
Being curious for about who would next come in...
And also, acknowledging them with the fact that we have been anticipating their arrival, welcome to room “113” and from that moment on, everybody’s journey begins from being ‘not so special’ to ‘so much special.’
Studying in a group with hot mugs of coffee.
Fighting with Neha as to show her that she’s not the only leader of this dominating society.
Understanding what friendship is from Khushali and Sakshi Seth.
Eating so voraciously that even cafeteria’s staff would deny giving us another bowl of chilly sauce.
Gossiping? Umm...I don’t think so. Because, all that we could do is curse back. And there were a few teachers who had always topped the list. Otherwise, nothing actually bothered us as we had our own set of rules and everything.
Laughing till our stomach hurts even in libraries.
Rolling down our tears, those cracking of occasional jokes just to overcome sleep, with a soft melody playing, everything was done with the new friends in a new world, Mody.
This will actually tell you how we lived our Teenage Dream!
Sun-kissed skin that gave us beautiful tans at the contradicting cold which showered us with gift-wrapped frostbites.
Everything out there was in extreme, regardless of us being strangers at one point of time.
Going crazy every night after twelve.
Pulling Sakshi Ag. with the help of roles of bed covers as to get her in.
Fetching food from the grill and swiftly vanishing from there to the hostel when found guilty by the guards.
Celebrating Birthdays before terms by eating stale cake and taking wishes from our Nokia 1100, Samsung guru and MTS. The most priceless and memorable phones of our lives!
Organizing photo sessions only because we were having a good-hair day.
Jumping from the backyard (but not for coaching’s like Rashi & Swati).
Always found missing from Co-warden round...
Bathing when chief-warden is on round & then making a fake promise not to do it again.
Akriti & Prisha, although, being a student of ‘home science’, could'nt do any good to the word cooking.
Making fun of each other, especially Pallavi.
But yeah, Rashi never backed off!
Apart from all these jerks, Shristi used to be the silent bee of our group and also proved out to be the most decent student.
Swati, Lisha were loved during exams and had a big hand in our fruitful results. Whatever we have scored, half of the credit belongs to them. We owe them like big time.
Always getting super excited for our Fresher’s.
Meanwhile, Pooja always ran short of clothes.
And Nivedita Lamba & Akrati Doshi used to be the beauty queens of that crazy town.
The only thing Mody missed out on was Boys. But Vaishali Kalera! This cute gigantic lady literally filled our emptiness by making Pooja and me see good-looking hunks quite often with her magic notification for guys.
But the old boarders had been way too smarter. Their boyfriends never missed out any of the fests. In fact, they used to thrill their girls with their presence in our school trips.
And when being accused for the same, they were too witty to land up into a mess.
Apoorva, Shaily, Snigdha and Shubhangi have been the closest to our hearts. And will always remain the same.
One million memories, ten thousand inside jokes, one hundred shared secrets, one reason. “Friends For Life.”
Crazy incidents and wild experiences are another thing that comes as a guaranteed package along with hostel life because when you get that many random strangers squished together in one spot, you’re bound to come up with these crazy stories.
It is the most beautiful part of our lives.
We formed bonds for life here!
Living together brought each one of so close that we eventually became one big family.
Hostel life has a charm of its own!
Those wonderful bunches of people who makes you feel worthwhile, also adds bright colors to the white canvas of your lives and holds your hand when you need support.
The more I think, the more I wish that we could lay there for hours and just reminisce.
