Life without a hostel is something you cant imagine of..atleast in my
case its the scenerio...Still remember those days in childhood when mom
used to impose her rules on me saying "if you don't follow them I wud
send u to hostel/boarding school". I used to be scared at the very
thought of separation from my parents but really a time came when I had
to stay in a hostel and complete my graduation in marine engineering.
At first I thought that I am goin to face my biggest fear of my life to
avoid which I have been stopping myself from doing many naughty things
in the past which I could have done...
It
was the time I saw my mom crying, leaving me was such a punishment for
her...I realized that she had been lying all these years that she would
have send me to a hostel..That is something she could have never done ,
she loves me a lot. But now it was a question of my career so she was
made to understand.

A journey to a new life began. Living in a
hostel teaches you many things. I feared it the most as I heard that
you are made to work there like a slave and you have to do everything
on your own..In childhood I was so dependent on my parents I thought it
to be the severe most punishment for me. But now I felt that in life
you have to be dependent and a day would come when you will have to do
things on your own.. You are not going to be a slave in a hostel but
yea you need to do things and managing your needs on your own..and
thats something you got to learn....

My college gave me the four
most fruitful years of my life. Getting friends who became brothers
because staying together eating together like a family can never go in
vain..Gradually I fell in love..... It was my hostel my friends and my
college which gave me a new beginning.. I learnt many things from them
shared a lot with happiness and never found myself lonely when I needed
a shoulder to share my problems....Next came the biggest fear of my
life...the time to get separated as my four year course was on a verge
of end. This was the fear of losing my home my family my brothers
............................... my college...

See the irony of
my life ......................... feared the two opposite things..one
going to the hostel and the other end of hostel life...............Both
came and made me fight with my greatest fear....

I will always
cherish the sweet memories of my college days..and I am still
optimistic as I think it is the end of hostel life but not the end of
life...rather I would say its a great beginning to something new.....