memories

Yesterday i went to my hostel.the place where i lived for 3 years during my graduation.Actually we went to our brothers house for a get together.My hostel is just behind my bros house.In evening i decided to go my hostel despite the fact i couldnt be able to meet my bacthy there, as they all have left the hostel in july itself.But i left for my hostel for my emotions.finaly i crossed the garden between my hostel my bros house.Let me tell you one thing our college dont have in campus hostel,they have hired some flat in a apartmen or so called socitiy.Finally i reached to my hostel ,I saw our gaurd, he was still standing at the same place looking after the entry ragister ( entry ragister is a copy in which we have to enter when we have left the hostel and we came in. it is finally examined by our hoster incharge cum warden to conform that no one has left hostel before the time and has enterd within the time).I wished him and asked about others(others include my juniors).It was my bad luck most of them were not present as they were already left for thier home "sweet home".. I came up and met my junior.. Every thing was nice till i reached at 6th floor..It was my place 602 "My flat" i saw some one eles was staying there.I knew college had hand overd that flat to his owner. I lived here for 1 year after my previous room mates have left hostel leaving me ALONE at this place.( hey i had really felt bad at that time.I had cried alot beouse i was habitual of them in last two year, I couldnt imagine how could i manage to live here without them.. i always missed them in everything in balconey of flat no 202 my frist flat in that apartment.. on the bed YES EVERY TIME AND IN EVERY THING ..) any ways i saw my flat,(im talking about 602 now) and actually looking at that flat was not so pain full i never missed that flat.But when i came down through the stairs my feet sudnnely moved towards the connector on the 5th floor.Connector is the brigde between the two buildings of our socity.I turned towards the connector to move for 9th floor which is in other building where my friend and my bacthy shweta was staying.. oh god i was forget that i dont live here and as they all.. i felt like some thing has stuk in my throat.. i looked upon the garden from the balconey near by.(my favorait place in night). the garden where we walked in evening in night after dinner.. where we sat on its stairs when we wanted to remain alone,where i have gave alot of lecture to one of my dear friend , where we have stared the boys of our socity.. how alone our garden is now.He must be feeling lonely as im feeling now. after all he has also participated in activities he has celebrated diwali with us we have colored him in holi... new year even 15th aug..all 2 years of that hostel was now screening in my mind like a picture.. i looked at flat no 109.. on the other side of garden, lights were off... it was looking empty.may be no one has come till now..That flat was not in the possesion of our hostel..Some of my friends from college lived there ..News of there shifting to our socity was good as well as bad..We were not allowed to talk with boys in the campus of the socity even we can not talk with them in radius of 100 meters from our socity campus.But still rules are made to be broken.. we took full advantage of our intercom (provoded by the socity).. we talk on that hours and hours without spending a single penny...( i realise now what a good facility was that when i have to call them through my cell phone)... we met on roof and we have exchanged lots of tiffin there ( actually i should say they gave us tiffin full of chiken or paneer and we returned them empty one) i thanked to god now that my hostel incharge was not aware of all these activity other wise i had kicked out from that hostel without completing 3 years... finally i continued with walking down the stairs And ended up at 202 ( now our mess and really it is a mess). I had tea and pakore with one of my junior and asked about the hostels atmosphare answer was as usual complains.. complaines about fresher about food rules blahh blahh blahh.. but ask me do i have any complain about ny hostel now...at last pakore was awesome