Speaking of moving, to those of you to whom it isn’t
obvious, I’m not living at home anymore. In fact, I’m now living at the campus
hostel.
Yes, it does sound exciting. Living without parents (or any
kind of supervision), doing whatever you want when you want, and basically,
experiencing a kind of freedom.
At least, ideally, that’s what it is.
Then reality kicks in, and with it comes hours of washing
your clothes, shopping for groceries and such, and of course, dollops of spicy
coloured water with assorted vegetables in small quantities with dry rotis
and rubbery rice; also known as ‘mess food.’
And then, you decide that idealism sucks.
Apart from all these responsibilities, you also have to
maintain a record of whatever you’re spending. And mind you, the spending has
to be in a certain quantity, also known as, monthly budget. You’re not allowed
to exceed this budget so God forbid it if you want to go to a fancy restaurant
or buy one too many bottles of whatever you like to drink.
If all this wasn’t enough, there’s still more. Hostels have
curfews so if you decide to come back even a minute after 10.30, get ready to
pay 500 bucks. And there goes a quarter of your budget.
And get ready to adjust to people, because you will end up
having people living around you with OCDs for cleanliness, different body
clocks, different eating habits, different ideologies, different likes and
dislikes and so on. Maybe living with friends wasn’t such a hot idea after all.
Speaking of hot, remember to wake up before 11.30, because
after that, you won’t get hot water in showers. And while that may not seem so
bad at first and you decide to jump into the shower without checking the
temperature, you’ll regret it because you’ll remember that you left the warmer
city of Mumbai behind and are living in the cold city of Pune.
If you can make the best out of all this, I salute you.
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