RAJKUMARI DAYAMENTI DEVI

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RAJKUMARI DAYAMENTI DEVI

Children Stories

Highway No. 14

Highway No. 14

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Sitting on the luggage looking at the Highway smiling on my face I was thinking.


Taking a deep breath.

Aaahhh!

I just left the girls hostel.

Returning back home.

Everything comes in my mind like it's just happened yesterday.


First time in this HIGHWAY, Yes, HIGHWAY No. 14.

I just landed in this city for the first time.

The city was new to me.

I was new to the Girls Hostel.


The Hostel Warden politely asked me to fill up the Hostel form. I took the form lying on the table.

There were certain rules on the form that one has to follow.


Rules: Light off before or on 10' O PM. Girls are not allowed out of the Hostel after 10'O Clock and back to the Hostel before 10'O Clock.

In meanwhile thinking, do real girls follow the rules?

Knocking on the table Hostel Warden gesture fill up the form, fill up the form.

After going through the form I filled it up and gave to the Hostel Warden. She just gave me a smile and hand over me the room keys.

Telling me, go to room No. 1, 1st floor, right on the last corner.


And Warden said strickly sharing kitchen, sharing bathroom and toilet, and sharing room.

I took the keys from Warden and before ahead to the room I too gave a simple smile to her.

She just looks at me, I know I have a lovely smile.


I headed to the room.

Far from home, the room was empty, I just settled the stuff, broom the floor and cleaned.

Relaxed on the bed.

It was a shared room.


Aaahhh!

Things are coming in my mind Room No.1 you remind me a lot the queue on the bathroom and toilet, queue on the kitchen, queue on mobile charging.

Hahahaha! I giggled myself, uuuufff !

Someone just has used the bathroom and left without flush. I just flushed it.

Girls are folded with half towels and waiting outside of the bathroom for their turn. Some girls are inside the bathroom, yet to finish.

Queue!!


The kitchen was always busy, girls are on queue and I was always cooked last. Sometimes I cooked the morning meal at 2 O'Clock after all ladies have done and gone.

Queue!!

Sometimes Gas was over and I had to order a meal from Restaurant, Home Delivery.

Siiish!

Delicious mouth-watering Chinese Chicken Hakka noodles and sometimes had Paratha with prawn pickles.


Aha! What a taste.


Sometimes spoons are missing and found on the kitchen table, big spoons are misplaced, knives are missing and back after a week surprisingly.

In hurry, girls were mess-up the kitchen and sink were clog then drain then water was overflow then the kitchen was flooded. My room was just to the kitchen, the first flood was affected to me.

I was like OMG!

Those are part of life. If such a thing never happened in our life then there wouldn't be a story. 

Life is full of story. 

Apart from that Hostel life has its own story.


Sometimes electricity went and girls are like ooooooooo! screaming!

I think girls are more girly when they scream when they sought. That's like Hostel girls.


Haa! Time!

Mobile charging was the main for the girls no socket inside the room so girls had bought extension code.

Me too.

Queue!!

Hahahaha!!

All the extension code had to be used without Warden's permission.

Remember, hostel form, rules.

Girls do breaking things, rules-breaking, you know.


Treated on my B'day on the roadside street,

Chatwal: panipuri, Dahi Puri and Sev Puri I still licking my lips. One by one, one by one I had pani puri, dahi puri and sev puri.


I was like isss aaa isss aaa isss aaa.

Pura Paysa wasul.

I missed it.

The smell of the refrigerator, stinky! milk stinky, too stinky.

Crows on the Terrace.

Crows poop on the girl's clothes.


Girls got angry. Shits.

Girls come from a diferrent part of the state and together, life has totally different. 

Taste of life.

I am taking back those memories.

Remember, HIGHWAY No. 14, Room No. 14. from the right last corner Sharing room.

Days are gone.

Time has come again to back home. Hearts are full.

Memories are retained.


Room No. 14 and Highway No. 14

I just looked ahead to the road too far and no one, it"s like no man's land.

Waiting.

HIGHWAY No. 14


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