She had three bags of clothes and books - two more with some accessories were on the way. Shifting to a new place can be tedious, especially if you have no idea who you would be living with.
She sat inside her room, looking around the tiny spaces allotted to each girl. There was nobody else as the ones living earlier had just left. Inspecting the tiny cupboards she found a small note in one of them. She opened it and reading the heading she had a feeling it was meant for her.
"Hi new girl" - it read
She was bored and thought it was no harm in reading a small note.
"So you must either be working or studying, in any case you do have friends."
She nodded her head, it was like someone was speaking to her in real.
"But let me tell you something straight, you won't be making friends out here."
She thought it was a prank and was about to throw the letter but then she read the next line.
"I was the drama queen of the previous group that reigned here. So making this as cheesy as possible, let me tell you something. Yes,you will not make friends here, cos you are going to make sisters here"
She smiled at the description and turned the page over.
"I was here when I had no idea about anything in my life. I did have friends in college, but as they say at one point you need to prioritize and I guess I was on the priority list of very few. When alone I came to this very room,where I met many others who were alone too, away from home.
We started off like any friendship would, we were a group of friends with different personalities. A drama queen that was me, a florence nightingale who cared for everyone, a Rapunzel with the longest hair, a cute silly girl who would kill us with her pj's, a silent wit - naughtiest yet looked innocent, selfie queen who did everything in life for a picture and a temporary replacement who came in for a few days. All from different places, we met here at this hostel.
We lived together for a long time, obviously I cannot write the whole of our era, do not want to pen down a book. But I just want you to know a little on the small group of girls who lived here before this, maybe you may carry forward the legacy and have a sisterhood of your own.
So once you share your wardrobe, check out guys together, sleep on the terrace gazing at the moon and discuss every silly and serious issue possible including how to kiss, what are the latest ISRO developments and where to find cheap clothes. You will have that one girl who you shall hate from the bottom of your heart, guess what your sister sorority does not approve her either.
Right from sneaking out for a party together, planning to place a prank on the landlord, go on suddenly planned get away trip, break the in time rules, get electrical cooking appliances without permissions, shout out happy bdays at 12am for the whole area to stay up, judge all the profiles on the matrimony sites where your roommates are registered, dance in joy when someone finds a 'bichara' for marriage, be the sexiest group of bridesmaid at her wedding and cry your heart out in their 'vidaai', so much so that the relatives need to be confused on why were you guys crying so much.
People say you cannot chose family, we did chose tho, a family of sisters. We were there for each other and we shall always be - cos the friendship turned into a bond, a bond that cannot be broken!
But as they say nothing is permanent in this world, we did separate. Some married, some moved ahead, in the end all of us took different roads. But we still remain connected, we know each other transform from the immature college pass out in search of a job to a new city into a little mature version, who probably has faced some of the bitter truth of life.
So after the best two years of my life when I am saying a final good bye to this place, I hope you find your sister hood too, have a bond that cannot be broken. I regret I had no hostel in college, but better late than never. Friendship is easily tampered with but love of the sister with a different blood will never get lost!"
She finished reading the note, wanting to know more on what the girls did and how they lived here. She was searching for some other note, when another girl entered the room.
"Hi, Radhika" said the new girl holding a purple coloured bag.
She stopped and stared at her.
"Hey, Sarah"
"I am your new roommate" said Radhika
Sarah looked at the note and then wondered what role was Radhika going to play in the new sorority. She smiled at her, listening to Radhika talk nonstop about her life. She wondered if she should show her the note, but decided not to do it right away, probably wait for the right time.
She sat inside her room, looking around the tiny spaces allotted to each girl. There was nobody else as the ones living earlier had just left. Inspecting the tiny cupboards she found a small note in one of them. She opened it and reading the heading she had a feeling it was meant for her.
"Hi new girl" - it read
She was bored and thought it was no harm in reading a small note.
"So you must either be working or studying, in any case you do have friends."
She nodded her head, it was like someone was speaking to her in real.
"But let me tell you something straight, you won't be making friends out here."
She thought it was a prank and was about to throw the letter but then she read the next line.
"I was the drama queen of the previous group that reigned here. So making this as cheesy as possible, let me tell you something. Yes,you will not make friends here, cos you are going to make sisters here"
She smiled at the description and turned the page over.
"I was here when I had no idea about anything in my life. I did have friends in college, but as they say at one point you need to prioritize and I guess I was on the priority list of very few. When alone I came to this very room,where I met many others who were alone too, away from home.
We started off like any friendship would, we were a group of friends with different personalities. A drama queen that was me, a florence nightingale who cared for everyone, a Rapunzel with the longest hair, a cute silly girl who would kill us with her pj's, a silent wit - naughtiest yet looked innocent, selfie queen who did everything in life for a picture and a temporary replacement who came in for a few days. All from different places, we met here at this hostel.
We lived together for a long time, obviously I cannot write the whole of our era, do not want to pen down a book. But I just want you to know a little on the small group of girls who lived here before this, maybe you may carry forward the legacy and have a sisterhood of your own.
So once you share your wardrobe, check out guys together, sleep on the terrace gazing at the moon and discuss every silly and serious issue possible including how to kiss, what are the latest ISRO developments and where to find cheap clothes. You will have that one girl who you shall hate from the bottom of your heart, guess what your sister sorority does not approve her either.
Right from sneaking out for a party together, planning to place a prank on the landlord, go on suddenly planned get away trip, break the in time rules, get electrical cooking appliances without permissions, shout out happy bdays at 12am for the whole area to stay up, judge all the profiles on the matrimony sites where your roommates are registered, dance in joy when someone finds a 'bichara' for marriage, be the sexiest group of bridesmaid at her wedding and cry your heart out in their 'vidaai', so much so that the relatives need to be confused on why were you guys crying so much.
People say you cannot chose family, we did chose tho, a family of sisters. We were there for each other and we shall always be - cos the friendship turned into a bond, a bond that cannot be broken!
But as they say nothing is permanent in this world, we did separate. Some married, some moved ahead, in the end all of us took different roads. But we still remain connected, we know each other transform from the immature college pass out in search of a job to a new city into a little mature version, who probably has faced some of the bitter truth of life.
So after the best two years of my life when I am saying a final good bye to this place, I hope you find your sister hood too, have a bond that cannot be broken. I regret I had no hostel in college, but better late than never. Friendship is easily tampered with but love of the sister with a different blood will never get lost!"
She finished reading the note, wanting to know more on what the girls did and how they lived here. She was searching for some other note, when another girl entered the room.
"Hi, Radhika" said the new girl holding a purple coloured bag.
She stopped and stared at her.
"Hey, Sarah"
"I am your new roommate" said Radhika
Sarah looked at the note and then wondered what role was Radhika going to play in the new sorority. She smiled at her, listening to Radhika talk nonstop about her life. She wondered if she should show her the note, but decided not to do it right away, probably wait for the right time.
