The hostel Life
Coming to a new city is always scary and exciting at the same time. 8 years ago, I came to this city all alone with no friends and relatives, and this is when I have relatives all over India, except this city (can you imagine?). Anyways, it was a nice change and the feeling of being independent had finally sunk in. My family found me a nice PG to stay in and left. Day 1, I Cried. I felt all alone. But this is something that I had always wanted. Doing my own dishes, buying my own stuff, managing my own money, my hard earned money and deciding where I want to go (or not). Day2, first day at the office. All new faces. Some scared, some chirpy, some shy, some overly friendly. Soon, people started opening up. They were the easiest friendships that I made in my life. Most of us were sailing the same boat. First time away from family and friends and we became each other’s anchor. Soon we were inseparable. Eating together, drinking together, studying together, partying together, travell