Well...I chose hostel life...coz 1) My brother did the same..( it's been my attitude since birth--whatever he does i HAVE to do the same!! :D ) 2) I literally day dreamt about the plus points--independance,friends,fun,late night talks, combined studies...If i was able to make that special connection to some of my bbbest friends in two day tours imagine the kind of relations i would be able to make in four long years of being together 24*7???? 3) I craved for a change 4) I wanted to prove myself to myself--that i could take up the responsibility of a hostel life. 5) God chose it too'
Its been almost 2 and a half years..and even now i can't get over the heavy feeling in my heart every time i leave home after my hols. And there are times when all my armours of optimism wears out and i can't help but feel like running home. But there are times when i wonder if i'll be able to adjust back to home life...
I do wish to do my PG staying at home with mum dad and if possible bro ;) coz after that who knows where i'll be..and with whom..!!(YIKESSSS!!!)...
Perhaps it'll be easier then coz of this reason and also coz i have realised that home (thankfully) surely is the safest place to be...
But where would my PG home be..?? trivandrum...??
So is this gonna be my last blog from flat no. 9 ...hyderabad????????
UWaaaaaHHHHhhhh!!!
Will miss you home sweet home...
Sorry for such a lousy post....i cant think creatively right now coz i'm in one of those weird moods!
