This is how our hostel Coordinator’s office is decorated for the Pre-Christmas celebrations. Even warden’s offices and rooms are also decorated. I’ll make a post on it soon.
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Hostel Life #7
My university has a tradition of giving an annual Christmas dinner to all the faculty members, their families and to the Christian students. It is one of the biggest celebration before Christmas. They also arrange a grand Christmas play in the hall. I, being a freshman, witnessed everything for the first time and it was all so mesmerising.
Here are the few pictures:
Hostel Life #6
Life Lessons: What Hostel Life Looks Like?: What it teaches you?: What type of people you meet in a hostel?:Β
There are certain THINGS in life that makes you feel like you’ve changed when you’re not but want to.
There are certain PEOPLE in life whom you meet and feel like they’re not the type of people you are or they’re not good for you.
Sometimes you meet the ones who’re of your type but not YOU. They don’t have the heart, emotions, and mindset like you.
There are certain situations where you feel like you’re DONE with life. You no more wants to live but the second moment you feel scared of death.
Sometimes you feel like, I don’t want to talk to ANYONE. Everyone seems so bad and fake as if they’re against you and wishes the bad for you.
Sometimes you cares for everyone. Everyone seems so good and kind as if they’re your BESTIES. You chat with them and do fun with them. However, the next morning you feel like there exist no one like them. They passed by you you as if they never met you.
This is what HOSTEL is. Here you learn what LIFE is.
Hostel Life #5
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 willΒ go to hostel that, ‘DO NOT ATTACH EMOTIONS WITH ANYONE. DON’T DEPEND ON ANYONE. LEARN TO ENJOY ALONE. NEVER LOOK OUTΒ 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. Xoxoπ
Here’s the pictures of our room.
Hostel Life #4
In this part of the series, I’ll mentionΒ the blessings I got by being a hostelite.Β I’m so blessed to have admitted in the best university I can imagine. It is like aΒ dream come true. All thanks to Almighty for showering me with so much of everything.
So here are the things I enjoy being a hostelite:
- Getting up early in the morning.
- Taking proper breakfast, on time.
- Being punctual.
- Having whatever lunch or dinner is made without any tantrums. Though I’ve an option to order food but there’s a sense of responsibility that this is my budget and I’ve to deal accordingly. (But still I ordered twice or thriceππ)
- Walking in the lush, emeraldΒ green grounds.
- Β Sitting around a water fountain.
- Rushing towards the coordinator’s office for attendance at sharp 8 pm. and the chatt we have with her during that 1, 2 minutes is one of the best part of the day.
- Roaming around the hostel but only till 9 pm.
- Going to senior’s rooms.
- Playing ludo and uno.
- Chatting with the different people from different backgrounds
- Watching the matches. (My university promotes sports very much and is best known for the annual sports days.)
- Having tea at 4 pm.
- Thinking of the snacks or food we get in the mess. That curiosity has it’s own charm. π
- Playing loud music on weekends.
- Setting alarms. ππ
- Taking handwash out of the cupboards ever time I go to washroom. It’s funny but it’s what it is.
- Going to the ‘big tree’ for free WiFi. (My university have this very old, big tree around which we sit and enjoy at night but only till 9 pm as after this time gates are closed.)
- Gossiping with roomates.
- Sharing stories of our experiences with other hostelites.
Here are the pictures of my Hostel/University:
Hostel Life #3
So the problems we face as a hostelite are countless. OurΒ days starts at 6 a.m. with us rushingΒ towards the commonΒ washroomΒ to get the *first, first* washroom because the chances of lizard lying there are less.ππ Then we quicklyΒ brush our teeth, get fresh, and rushΒ towardsΒ 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.Β (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’sΒ say, if we have a class at 8 a.m., then we complete our breakfast by 7:30-40 a.m.Β and rushed towardsΒ our respectiveΒ rooms to get dressedΒ for a class. But if we have a class at,Β say 9:30 or 11:00 or 2:30 pm., then that the ideal situationΒ for us to sit at mess, get relaxed,Β eat slowly, and chatt non-stop π As I’veΒ mentioned in my first post of theΒ hostel series #1Β Β that there are specific timings for breakfast, lunch, tea, and dinner, so we’reΒ not allowed to sit in a mess after that specificΒ time.
After takingΒ classes, we rush towardsΒ the canteen for a slush. The only thingΒ I prefer having in this hot weather and hectic, and tiring day is a cold slush especially with theΒ 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 messΒ for tea and snacks. This time, while I’mΒ having a tea, is my most favouriteΒ part of the day. After having tea, we do our assignment, and whateverΒ work we have and after dinner at 8 pm. we chill and relax. We play games, do chatt withΒ our seniors, do prayer, set alarm,Β ad go to sleep till 6 a.m.
Hostel Life #2
My Hostel Routine. #hostel life 1
Β Β Β Β Β 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 withoutΒ the supervision of any elder (except the hostel coordinator). You willΒ not see your mother holding a cup of tea for you and rushing here andΒ there to make sure you eat well and drink well; there’s no one to look after you or protectΒ you from the *evils* exceptΒ Almighty, there’s no one standingΒ outsideΒ a door, waiting for you to come back from college, there’s no oneΒ to ask you, ‘how was your day?’, there’sΒ no one to see your face and ask you, ‘Is everything ok? Why are you lookingΒ upset?’, there’s no one to ask you, ‘WhyΒ 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 caresΒ aboutΒ themselves which is fair enough. It is whatΒ it is.!
Hostel transforms the personality of a person. It changes you to a whole new level. YouΒ get to meet differentΒ people from differentΒ backgrounds and with differentΒ mindsets. It’sΒ very difficultΒ to get adjust in such environment especiallyΒ whenΒ yourΒ guardians are not there around youΒ all the time. That’sΒ when a person learns to be strong, independent, and smart. As a hostelite, youΒ face a lot of problems, sometimes which are not explainable but gradually, with time you not onlyΒ learn to deal with such problems but become prone to such problems.
To be continued…