Life after Hostel...

This is a mail I wrote recently to my hostel groups...(edited a few sentences to protect privacy of some of my friends)

Hi all,

So nice to see this group up and running. I thought I would do my bit to keep the discussions flowing in the group.

There are quite a few things I miss about college life...the comforts of life have definitely increased manifold mainly due to the new-found financial independence...but still here are a few things that have changed....

1. My slippers dont get lost anymore...a few days back I was searching wildly for my pair of bathroom slippers to go to the terrace….and then found them on my roommate's feet. We laughed over the fun times we used to have searching for our slippers in the hostel from room to room early in the morning and I have been guilty of putting on the first pair that I can set my eyes on in PN’s room or AN’s room or wherever with the good intention of returning it where I took it…just when I am done..someone would come over and ask for it “Machan…koncham seruppu kodaen…” then I would give it saying “Return it to PN’s room…” and there begins the never-ending journey of the chappals…
2. No more gang-watching of movies…though we guys in Hyderabad gather together almost every weekend to watch a VCD movie (we even watched 2 telugu movies..) there is nothing like those “hot” days when 15-20 people used to cram into a room to watch a movie (the first movie on my comp was “Kadhal Azhivathillai…” and I had to run some 4 shows daily for 3 days as the demand was so high).
3. No more queues in bathrooms….first year we used to run all the way from yoga class to the bathrooms and whoever reached first would bath first….then we used to have buckets queued outside…but when people started putting their buckets a day before…then we started the amazing practice of “solli vaippathu..” till date that is the best application of a linked list I have seen…
4. No more birthday fun…we do celebrate birthdays….but nothing like those wonderful nights when starting 12am we used to be dripping wet after lots and lots of bums and a dip in the holy “thotti” water…I was lucky to be among a benevolent set of friends to be getting only some 5-minute bumps….I really used to pity (though I also gave them my share) some fellows whose bumps kept going endlessly for hours with stalwarts like AN doing their job…
5. No more discussions…But the thing I miss the most are the marathon discussions we used to have on anything from sex to Ramayana and Mahabaratha….every time there was an assessment we would go to some room with the sole intent of “studying”…then as we dozed off with the books…someone would ask some doubt…that would lead to something else…then something else….finally after 2 hours we found ourselves at the same page but having discussed 101 “important” things…boy that was fun….

These are only a few things I can spell out right now…but I am sure there are 100s of other things which made those four years memorable…

Those were really memorable days...every minute was fun:)