I miss my hostel days

kya kya nahi karte the hostel main ...
hostel ki loby mein jor-jor se gana....
light jane par jor-jor se sitiyan bajana....
der raat tak jagkar phone pe girls ke parents ko satana.........
mornig men late uthkar toothpaste ke liye hostel ki sair.......
sone valon ko laat mar ke jagana.....
nahane ke liye dhol main pani garam karna......
raat ko late aakar piche ki diwar se ander aana....
vo mess ka khana... din bhar stupid stupid harkatein karna...
aur kya kya batauin bahut yaad aa rahe hain wo hostel days...
missing hostel friends also.....kahan chale gaye yaaro..

My Hostel Life

Today I am thinking about my hostel life..

Hostel Life...



The steps we walk in the hostel....


The late mornings we get up........


The late nights we go for Jadein(babaji) shop....


Gossips with frnds sitting 2gether...


The toothpaste we beg in da mornin...

Doing stupid things in front of the girls...


The buckets we search to Bath........



The  cricket games we Play inside the room..........


The Parties we had............


The rajmah  food at our Mess by polo ram......

The rush to mess for cinema specially on sunday......


The hearts that we knock..........

The time we spend for pani pena(hand pump).....


Teasing our frnds..........


Nightouts for bilaspur mela before exams..............


Hostel days r many things precious...

I feel like typing.

We exist and live in this world where things can go just about in any direction - it's your decision where you're heading off to. Well at some instants it might not be the case, though. At times you come to a T-junction. Sometimes it's a long straight road for dozens of miles ahead. That means you don't have any choices. Or that you do, but you're just not turning into the junctions on the sides. Sometimes it's a dead end. That means you're stuck. Then you've got to shift into reverse gear and do something sensible (you know what to do... Get out of that place).


So that's life. It should be something like being on a journey, going somewhere you want to go. Having a destination in mind. Or destinations.



There's a lot to do with life actually. There is so much. I can't give examples. I'm not that good at it right now. Maybe something like this: it's like you're in the centre of a big bubble coloured with lots of colours on its outside - there are colours everywhere, and it's impossible that there aren't. All these colours make up life. Things just surround you. They're all over you, if you get what I mean. It's just that sometimes people take things for granted. Or that they overlook stuff.



We only live once on this earth so we might as well want to make the most out of it.

My First Pic on web