Life in hostel is so special in a weird way. You feel home sick but you love to be with your room-mate, you hate getting late but you always enjoy the thrill to reach just before the teacher enters your class. You crib for something else when you are in hostel and you wish the hostel life to be back when you sit in the office getting bored. This is how life is; you don’t realize what you have got till it’s gone.

One common thing in every one’s hostel is the indigestible food. The mess cooks prepare such type of food items that you have never tasted and will never try to taste after the first experience. So we all depend on the near by ‘dhaba’ in the end, which becomes the best place to hang out and to have some fun along with oily ‘paranthas and dahi’.

But some unlucky one’s, like me, get admission in an institute which is situated in out-skirts of the city and in a very calm and scenic place. Such an environment provides answer to your mental queries but not to the hunger queries. When the market is too far and you rarely have time to eat the delicious ‘dhaba’ stuff you have to keep some stock of food in your cupboard for the times of emergency. And I am also in a state of emergency. Getting up late, getting tons of assignments, umpteenth number of presentations leads to no dinner and lunch sometimes and no breakfast almost all the times. I then turn to my faithful stock of biscuits especially 50-50. I finish I packet in one go and with a gulp of water I feel I am full. It seems 50-50 has a deep connection with me. I say so because my mind is never sure and it is always in a 50-50 situation. Whether it is about the classes I attend or the lecture I hear or my choice to take a bath- in all these cases I am in a state of 50-50.

But however strange it is, I love the life in hostel. I always wanted to experience this crazy yet memorable experience. I enjoy here as I met so many different faces from completely different world and I started knowing myself. I am learning to find happiness in simple, short moments and how life can be lived without complaining. I am learning to appreciate and though it’ll be full of ups and downs, I know I’ll miss this period and the way I enjoyed 50-50.