Soubhagya Pattanaik

Classics Inspirational

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Soubhagya Pattanaik

Classics Inspirational

The 3-Hostellers

The 3-Hostellers

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Time flew with its eagle wings, only about a couple of years and a half left to conclude my student life. Hmm always remained a day-scholar and never got a chance to have a hostel experience certificate. Maybe because my parents don't dare or because of my own fears that broke my last chance when I was a fifth grader. Within the last few years, I developed an overwhelming excitement to experience hostel life. I guess, it's from my intermediates if I am not wrong. I heard a lot of complaints from my classmates about food, stupid roommate etc. Yet, I want to fall into the trap. But wait! Why so much madness!

Out of a thousand reasons, the one which is striking my head right now is the bonding. This bonding includes memories and the true essence of friendship which could be found in the majority of hostellers. So, without any delay let's draw back to the lane of different friends - Anmol, Akash and Pritam. All these three are from different zones of the sphere geographically, emotionally and socially. I met Anmol and Pritam much before Akash; late because he used to live far away and faced issues with confirming the hostel.

As much as I can recall, Anmol was the one who used to make the entire class filled with fun and laughs. Yeah, he became the soul of the class. However, Pritam's behaviour was completely the other way. He was a very shy, silent and serious kinda boy in his first impression. I had interacted least with myself during those days. Then time passed and the third side of the triangle join in. He struggled a bit to find the hostel, after which he joined another nearby hostel. I didn't know him much because I thought I spotted duality in him. Duality in a sense; on one side a fun enjoying chilled boy and on the other, a very serious worried and mature man. Let's talk about him some other day, an entire story is not enough for this hidden kind soul.

Three of them got different buildings, owners, and feeding systems. Well, Anmol is quite luckier in terms of roommates, owner and flooding system i.e. self-made. All three had different attitudes, thoughts and nature in the beginning, you could say there was hardly anything common except the course batch but it all dissolved like sugar in water. Time keeps on going.. gradually everyone in the class started to create their small friend circles usually duos and trios. Obviously one could find a variety of personalities in the class. Few were everything fine with studies and need nothing more while few were busy discovering their self-benefits from others. I won't blame it, after all, it is somehow becoming a universal human tendency now. However, we heard a lot about this trio. Okay! I thought it was one more usual friend circle that formed between hostellers. But nope, it's a lot more than that. There's a real belief of oneness among them. Usually, people of my age group waste their time on addictions, stupidity and harmful friends. However, this case is way different. A case where one wants the progress of others. But let's wait and see; Did I see something new in them? Yes!!

For real, I got startled when I see how the joyful Anmol could become so much serious and angry. Let's become careful now because the silence of Pritam broke into abuses and everything that you couldn't think of him. Talk with him and get charged with positive madness. Let me warn, the service is limited to up to 5 minutes only. But now 50 for me. But he got a real pure heart within his thoughts. And I really respect that.

And what about the third one? You don't like to talk much? Are you feeling low? Have a 2mins Call with him; next time I dare you to end the call before 2 hours. Akash is an open wifi network, if your device is compatible it will get an automatic connection and you couldn't disconnect this network even if you want to. I doubt if he would break the record of calls from hours to days.

Let me become frank, I was a bit late to understand this triplet; almost towards the end. But I am grateful to them because witnessing them allowed me to understand the real meaning of friendship. This English word doesn't have the essence to explain its real beauty. Starting from days when this trio used to roam on a single tortured scooter with long gossip till worrying about the other. Friendship is all not about enjoying ourselves together, watching movies or talking every day. Friendship also dissolves your sorrows, problems and loneliness whether physical, mental, educational, official or financial. A true friend could be your guide, your helper, your protector, your sibling and anything depending on the reality of the bond. Every friend of yours has a certain solution to your every problem, you just need to find out the "real friends".


You could find everything at the top among these nonsense people. Yeah, I got this right to scold them for nothing. Among many hostel groups, this is a gem. One more thing that all praises about them is that they hold bad for no one in reality of their mind. Rather they could make fun of you to enrich the entire class, if you couldn't digest fun then it better you go into a coma. Though I had no chance to travel the entire night on bikes or fight with my roommate, whatever I got is enough. I was not lucky enough to open up myself in the initial school days nor anyone remembered because they could benefit nothing from me now, simple. I never know if these three will become the same with respect to time in future, but they already made this batch incredible. I just pray one thing that this awesome triplet never dissolves with time. Every time we get together, there should be a talk about this friendship. A journey from classmates to brotherhood.


What could be more amazing when your friend turns out as your brother? Yeah, it does happen, have seen, have experienced it. But the majority of people would never agree cause they lack this experience and had faced dual-minded selfish people in their lifetime. People show friendly faces but with hardcore jealousy in their hearts, this roots inhumanity forming a bad instinct to make friends. Anyhow, feeling blessed that I learnt so much from them and I am thankful I got a shelter under their umbrella. Hoping it would last forever, I don't mind calling and teasing them again and again in my 50s. In the end, before entering job life I wish I get a student hosteller experience, doesn't matter if it won't be much beautiful. Just to gain and share something new.

A try to save a part of their golden era and refreshed memories here for ages. Dedicated to my 3 hosteller brothers. :)


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