4 years of engineering go hand in hand with the time spent at the second home " our hostel"....
Loaded wit ma bags and books and also a heavy heart i stepped into the hostel.... My mind was overflowing with the thought that how would i stay without my family.... my mum.... Jst the thought filled my eyes.... Buckets wouldnt b enough.... hmm.... Guess, i dint hav an option......
The very first sight.... the warden with her thick glasses on, staring at me... She had the look which said " ohh not another scene maker".... Bfor i could say anything she gave an order to the attender " Take her bags and show her the room".... The attender, a dear old man, obeyed loyally and strode off with my hefty bags.... I had to run behind him to catch up.... After mounting all the steps... atlast we reached the place..."208".... "My room"... i wondered... The door opened and there stood 3 girls.... giving me a cold look... "OOOPSSS!!!! MUMMYYY... " that was the first thing that came into my mind.... I had the very bad feeling tat they wer not happy to c mee... The "dear guy" kept the bags near the bed and left without a word.... I stared at the bags and then at th girls... I gave them my " Best Smile" ..... But i guess it was not tat gud... coz it dint seem to affect them.... Gods grace, right at the moment my dear dear mobile rang... " It was mum.. asking me if al was fine... it was time for them to leave". In the midst of all this it had skipped my mind tat my parents will be leaving.... I felt a pang in my heart... It was as if the whole world had come to an end.... I wanted to scream..... Witout a word.. i ran downstairs... I could c mums brows raised..." she was tensed "... i dint want to break in front of them... My brother, the idiot, who never ever gets upset had a face which indicated as if som1 was dead...
"Another second and i would be dead", i thought. I said all was fine with my best ever smile and water running all over my face... tat set the chord..... They all jumped into the car and sped off bfore they knew i made a mess.... Just as we see in the hindi movies, i ran at the top of my speed covering my face, sobbing sobbing sobbing.... I reached the room, witout bothering about the people around, dived to some bloddy bed and cried and cried and cried as if i was dying.........
The roomies where actually a lil shocked at my performance.... All the cold looks softened and one of them sat near me and cajolingly said some few words......That was even more heart-rending.... Another big gasp and weep....
Whew!!! Finally i was tired... i got up and gave them a wobbly smile and had the intro's done... Am not sure if it was the crying that melted their hearts or my beautiful smile... but they seemed too friendly and where more than interested to help me put my bags and stuffs...... fINally as som1 has said... " Alls well that ends well".... the evening went off peacefully... Partially explaining my roomies about my schooling, my friends and my this, my that... am sure they had had enough.. and suggested that we hav dinner.... hehe.......
Now, when i look back at the wonderfull time i spent with those 3 lovely people in my room... aGain its tears tat come... but this time the tears speak a different storyy.... cozz now...I MISS 3.... I MISS 208.... I MISS MY BUNK BED...................................... :)
Loaded wit ma bags and books and also a heavy heart i stepped into the hostel.... My mind was overflowing with the thought that how would i stay without my family.... my mum.... Jst the thought filled my eyes.... Buckets wouldnt b enough.... hmm.... Guess, i dint hav an option......
The very first sight.... the warden with her thick glasses on, staring at me... She had the look which said " ohh not another scene maker".... Bfor i could say anything she gave an order to the attender " Take her bags and show her the room".... The attender, a dear old man, obeyed loyally and strode off with my hefty bags.... I had to run behind him to catch up.... After mounting all the steps... atlast we reached the place..."208".... "My room"... i wondered... The door opened and there stood 3 girls.... giving me a cold look... "OOOPSSS!!!! MUMMYYY... " that was the first thing that came into my mind.... I had the very bad feeling tat they wer not happy to c mee... The "dear guy" kept the bags near the bed and left without a word.... I stared at the bags and then at th girls... I gave them my " Best Smile" ..... But i guess it was not tat gud... coz it dint seem to affect them.... Gods grace, right at the moment my dear dear mobile rang... " It was mum.. asking me if al was fine... it was time for them to leave". In the midst of all this it had skipped my mind tat my parents will be leaving.... I felt a pang in my heart... It was as if the whole world had come to an end.... I wanted to scream..... Witout a word.. i ran downstairs... I could c mums brows raised..." she was tensed "... i dint want to break in front of them... My brother, the idiot, who never ever gets upset had a face which indicated as if som1 was dead...
"Another second and i would be dead", i thought. I said all was fine with my best ever smile and water running all over my face... tat set the chord..... They all jumped into the car and sped off bfore they knew i made a mess.... Just as we see in the hindi movies, i ran at the top of my speed covering my face, sobbing sobbing sobbing.... I reached the room, witout bothering about the people around, dived to some bloddy bed and cried and cried and cried as if i was dying.........
The roomies where actually a lil shocked at my performance.... All the cold looks softened and one of them sat near me and cajolingly said some few words......That was even more heart-rending.... Another big gasp and weep....
Whew!!! Finally i was tired... i got up and gave them a wobbly smile and had the intro's done... Am not sure if it was the crying that melted their hearts or my beautiful smile... but they seemed too friendly and where more than interested to help me put my bags and stuffs...... fINally as som1 has said... " Alls well that ends well".... the evening went off peacefully... Partially explaining my roomies about my schooling, my friends and my this, my that... am sure they had had enough.. and suggested that we hav dinner.... hehe.......
Now, when i look back at the wonderfull time i spent with those 3 lovely people in my room... aGain its tears tat come... but this time the tears speak a different storyy.... cozz now...I MISS 3.... I MISS 208.... I MISS MY BUNK BED...................................... :)
