WALK DOWN MEMORY LANE : 2

The very first time in my life I stayed in a hostel. Such a vast difference I had in the initial days, a while later I got comfortable with the people around me. That first time when I had to face the world, I felt a bit bad and feared. But it didn’t last even for a day. Our seniors pranked and scared us which was worse for very few fellow mates of mine, but I had a great fun time with those happenings. Later that time, our seniors became the great entertainers, just to compensate for the prank and fearful things they put on us. I have best friends who are my seniors and they never gave me a feel as if they are seniors. My hostel days with certain people were ‘THE BEST’. It was less than 10months, but they mean a lot to me. Each day and night passes on by chitchats, gossip, fun and entertainment only. It’s been 2 years since this lockdown and I miss those precious days of life. Definitely those memorable days will never be back, but I hope to meet my people soon, just to cherish those days.

“ENJOY THE MINUTE YOU ARE,

IT’LL NEVER COME BACK.”





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