Home sickness is an obvious thing when you are a hostelite, living with strangers. Nothing makes you feel good or relaxed when everyone around you is either fake or obliviant to whatever happens to you. I agree that not everyone is fake but it is true that no-one is your really good *friend.* If someone talks to you politely, it does not mean that they are honest with you. It’s an advice for everyone who will go to hostel that, ‘DO NOT ATTACH EMOTIONS WITH ANYONE. DON’T DEPEND ON ANYONE. LEARN TO ENJOY ALONE. NEVER LOOK OUT FOR ANYONE TO TALK TO YOU OR TO MAKE YOU FEEL GOOD. RATHER, TALK TO YOUR FAMILY, AND CLOSE CHILDHOOD FRIENDS, ONLY. THEY ARE THE ONLY ONES ON WHOM YOU CAN TRUST. NEVER SHARE YOUR SECRETS WITH ANYONE. DON’T TRUST PEOPLE EASILY. NEVER CHANGE YOURSELF BY LOOKING AT SOMEONE BECAUSE YOU WILL GET TO MEET ALOT OF DIFFERENT PEOPLE WITH DIFFERENT BACKGROUNDS. IT’S NOT GOOD FOR YOU TO COPY SOMEONE’S STYLE OR WAY OF LIVING. DON’T WASTE YOUR ENERGY IN MAKING GRUDGES. RATHER, FOCUS ON YOUR STUDIES; KEEP IN MIND THE PURPOSE OF YOUR STAY AT HOSTEL. BE HONEST WITH ALMIGHTY AND YOUR PARENTS.’
If you don’t get my point so just focus on the simple phenomena: ‘BE KIND, BE CARING, BE GOOD, BE SENSIBLE.’ That’s all.!
Before you get bored, let me tell you the lighter side of living in a hostel. If you’re lucky enough to have good and honest roomates, your life will become heaven. You’ll enjoy with them, do combine studies, and have fun with them. I’m blessed to have very friendly roomates. We enjoy alot. Like yesterday, it was Friday, we took lectures, got freed, it started rain, we played ludo, talked, played songs, went to a mess, ate cake rusk with tea, came back, decorated our room with fairy lights, invited seniors to look at our room, chatted with them, ordered cheese rolls, watched a movie, and went to sleep. It was so much fun. Hoping to have a great weekend. Wishing you all the same. Xoxo💕
Here’s the pictures of our room.
So the problems we face as a hostelite are countless. Our days starts at 6 a.m. with us rushing towards the common washroom to get the *first, first* washroom because the chances of lizard lying there are less.😂😂 Then we quickly brush our teeth, get fresh, and rush towards the sharing unit, called a mess. The breakfast due to which we rushed, and struggled is just a fried egg, two breads, a butter, a jam, and ofcourse a tea. (I’ll make a post on the *menu for a week*).
The time we take to eat breakfast depends on the timings of our classes. Let’s say, if we have a class at 8 a.m., then we complete our breakfast by 7:30-40 a.m. and rushed towards our respective rooms to get dressed for a class. But if we have a class at, say 9:30 or 11:00 or 2:30 pm., then that the ideal situation for us to sit at mess, get relaxed, eat slowly, and chatt non-stop 😂 As I’ve mentioned in my first post of the hostel series #1 that there are specific timings for breakfast, lunch, tea, and dinner, so we’re not allowed to sit in a mess after that specific time.
After taking classes, we rush towards the canteen for a slush. The only thing I prefer having in this hot weather and hectic, and tiring day is a cold slush especially with the blueberry and black current mixed; It’s so yummy. I like lychee too. After that, we come to hostel for a lunch, take bath, get fresh, do prayer, and go to sleep till 4 p.m. At 4 p.m. we co.e again come to mess for tea and snacks. This time, while I’m having a tea, is my most favourite part of the day. After having tea, we do our assignment, and whatever work we have and after dinner at 8 pm. we chill and relax. We play games, do chatt with our seniors, do prayer, set alarm, ad go to sleep till 6 a.m.
My Hostel Routine. #hostel life 1
HOSTEL SERIES, #2:
The most boring time of the day in a hostel is after 8:00 pm. There is no one around you who is actually yours: your mother, father, siblings, childhood friends, there is no one to make you laugh, or encourage you to get up and relax. No one cares about you and your emotions. You have to live entirely and wholly on your own without the supervision of any elder (except the hostel coordinator). You will not see your mother holding a cup of tea for you and rushing here and there to make sure you eat well and drink well; there’s no one to look after you or protect you from the *evils* except Almighty, there’s no one standing outside a door, waiting for you to come back from college, there’s no one to ask you, ‘how was your day?’, there’s no one to see your face and ask you, ‘Is everything ok? Why are you looking upset?’, there’s no one to ask you, ‘Why did you eat less? Do you need one more chapatti or some more rice or curry?’ In a nutshell, you are of no value for anyone except you and your family. Everyone cares about themselves which is fair enough. It is what it is.!
Hostel transforms the personality of a person. It changes you to a whole new level. You get to meet different people from different backgrounds and with different mindsets. It’s very difficult to get adjust in such environment especially when your guardians are not there around you all the time. That’s when a person learns to be strong, independent, and smart. As a hostelite, you face a lot of problems, sometimes which are not explainable but gradually, with time you not only learn to deal with such problems but become prone to such problems.
To be continued…