Well ..that was wat vjti was fr me and fr many other hostelites like me.The dope on college was already given in the previous review..i would like to add something on the hostel life . When you join the hostel ur crying (leaving ur folks behind..no one to pamper u..no friends..dirty bathrooms... food of mess) and when u leave -hopefully after 4 yrs -ur crying again(this time fr leaving this wonderful place..friends..memories of the times spent there..). so that was the kinda trasition that you go thru in hostels..u make friends..friends fr life ..u learn how to stay alone..independently..how to survive basically ! anyway the normal routine of any typical hostelite - day starts lazily at 11..yes I am talkin abt weekdays .the first two lectures are bunked by default.Then by the time u reach college (which is 2 mins walkin) the next one is already started and since we don’t want to go late for a lecture ..we again bunk !! then comes the lunch in the ’’mess’’...most of the times I never used to understand wat the menu is ...ur body becomes a machine..u eat to keep it runnin ..not to savour the taste of the grub. evenings was majorly sports ..basketball..football..volleyball(till 12 at nite). Then coming onto girls...well its a pretty sad scene in college..but around college all the bird watchers can pursue hobby bigtime.We have the famous Five-Gardens next to hostel..where every evening the hostelites wud sit and indulge in....no not exercises..but checking out babes. by the time u get into 2nd yr u get bored of this also.. :-)) anyway ..many other nitespots were discovered during the 4yr tenure there..they were ’’zara hatt ke’’ ..i mean who wud hv ever imagined that u wud be having ’special bhurjee with cutting chai’ in one of the slums near railway tracks at wadala..hehe and this was just one of the numerous wild hangout we used to have then. Obviously Hazara was there ..but that used to be for big parties. Pratibimb (the annual college fest) was just abt dancing..nothing else mattered..we have even danced samba on oldest hindi numbers (yes ! college authourites forbade western music lest it shud spoil our culture) But all in all when u leave ..u just hv the fond memories of friends u made..late nite discussions on wildest topics u cud ever imagine(career used to feature in them sumtimes)..occasional heartbreaks..GS elections..five gardens..Mess food..Mhatre tea stall and mamas sutta stall.. Chinaman fr a hearty meal ..Arora theatre were we used to watch matinee bunking all the early mornin lectures..the list goes on !!
Trust me on this one guys ..
U come to hostels crying...u go out Crying !! :-)