There must be a law. A law in
the constitution or somewhere in nature that no one shall fall ill in
hostel. Check this... isn’t it surreal? You get a fever, you can barely walk, and then you have to garner all your strength and set off
to the doc, and pay them from your pocket money. Fish, man!
At home the set-up is all different, dad taking you to the hospital, buying fruits, medicines, mom rustling up 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. But here in the hostel - set out to the mess downstairs for your meal, decide what to scoff and what not.
At home the set-up is all different, dad taking you to the hospital, buying fruits, medicines, mom rustling up 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. But here in the hostel - set out to the mess downstairs for your meal, decide what to scoff and what not.
At home getting off-color is a lavishness! And do you remember how we sometimes wished 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. It's hell, man. So, I say there must be a decree, no one shall fall sick in a Hostel.
