Thursday, March 11, 2010

No one shall fall sick in Hostel...

There must be a law. A law in constitution or somewhere in nature that no one shall fall ill in hostel. Check this... isn’t it surreal, u got fever, u aren’t in a proviso to walk and then u have to garner all your strength and set off to the doc and pay him from your pocket money. Fish man...

At home the set-up all different, dad taking u hospital, buying fruits, medicines, mom rustling good eatables, offering juice and healthy dishes every hour. Every whim and fancy of yours is granted by caring parents. Grandma massages your head with oil, friends come to meet at home and then you are the boss man. Lying on the bed and watching TV, getting your meal there itself, no one asks you to work, no need to walk to the dining room and here is the hostel - set out to mess downstairs for your repast, decide what to scoff and what not.


At home getting off-color is a lavishness and did you remember we even use to wish for this in our school days but now I hate getting sick. Get your own water, no one to remind you for medicines and if you have an exam then even in your worst you have to get up and study, hell man. So, I say there must be a decree, no one shall fall sick in Hostel.

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