life ho tho aisi.

its of a time when i used to stay in the hostel,attached to the college,life was seemingly,all but cakewalk.we were about 250 people in the hostel,and the building was apparently the abode for all filth.
of the 100s that stayed,every second day would be someone s birthday, consequently, the night before,night before,poor chap would have his ass kicked ripe,well that sounds pretty common,something to add to the tale is that,along with the birthday boy,his best friend would be victimised as well which i think is out of the normal.
by morning lay the the cake pieces lay spread all over the corridor,the sweeper i know would clean it bitching us all,something i could always brain.but then,when its fun,there s no second thought of being bitched.life was nothing more than eat sleep,nap,with occasional dillusions of internal stew.but that was to be only a bubble on water,the day internals cease,as if to componsate,fun would extend beyond schedule.
the college would start at 8 in the morning,i would get up at around 7,
by far early,when you compare that with the wake time of my friends.only after i would have answered my nature s call of the higher order would my friends wake up.i could never brain as to how in nthe world would they manage to get set so soon for college,they probably would have a bath only on sundays.to me,an outing to the class or wherever it is,before bathe is profane,i feel out of myself if i cant have it.
although my classroom was just a farlong away,i would still be late,almost on a routine basis.the class would be under way,as i make my way to the last row,which i ve been a lord of,for most of my edu-life.take a breather and resolve to make it to the class well in time the next morning.it would evanascate into the air by evening,all that runs through the head is,'dude,is tomoro someone s birthday,what movie is playing on your comp tonight'.