Late night/ Early Morning Parties at Hostel.

As I stay with my sister so , even being miles away from home to complete my college ,I still feel at home. But this was not the scene always. Till my third semester I was too , a part of hostel and was a typical hostalite...far away from all those day scholars who used to say there is life outside.As I always say...once upon a time I too believed that....butu there's more here to live with.
Few days back my sister left for gurgaun to celebrate her weekend with old friends and due to some lazy reasons I could not join them. So as my habit I picked my pair of dress and left for hostel to rejoice the life once more.
It all started with taking permission from warden for my stay...then as we typical student , who look student from no corner and more of like a harmonium player were lined up with our laptops with all those social networking sites like orkut, gtalk, face book, twitter... in a triple sitter room (occupied by one of friend) and we were looking like a typical local train -harmonium player.
We had dinner in a great hurry as there were so many to chat with....world's most important job to do.
It's so strange that although we know that constant change of profile photo in orkut or face book won't do any good to our real face ...still almost everyday we update it in a hope that it's gonna help us in someway.
We till 1:00 in the morning were performing like that then suddenly don't know what made us think that now we should cook something that too on heater which suicides after every 15 minutes, with all available ingredients, not bothering if it's required or not we cooked a special dish called "mixture of everything."..
And don't how much and what we did but it was really rocking.
There's lots more that we do which cannot be wrote down here..as few constant reader will kill me....but really one should be a part of it once atleast.
Never before 5:00 we can even think of going to bed. And really when I live like that ,I feel that's called a hostel life.....
This is on demand of
Neha Singh
Sudha Singh
Salma(the whole gang)
and.....
BABY Singh(that's me)