Hostel life

Thrz soooo much tht comes to my mind
wen i sit back late @ nyt
i watch my hostel campus
the windows, the rooms, the corridors...
n they al makes me wonder..
"wat actually brought me here??"

The breeze sings it in my ears..
a lil moment of life to live and share
to learn
to apt
to grasp
to fear
and to discovr new paths
 wid al tht v endeavor....

There is somethng in the ambience
tht holds me back
though i call it "snobbish hell"
but there's something more than this to be felt..

Lyf z such a mix out here
U njoy
U regret
yet U stick to b here..

Hanging out wid frnz
watchng ups n downs wid such a clarity
a feeling of belongngness lies..
sumwhre deep in our hearts 4 Amity!!!

In few months of tym..
ths al wil b gone
there will b no hostel lyf
and v wud hv to move on..

Bt 1 thng, 4 sure
i wud b knwing...
it was a part of me to b discovred
"tht actually brought me RIGHT HERE!"