Wednesday, December 10, 2014

A big Hi-5 to KIIT Hostel

Is it the 2:00am Maggie? Or the never ending late night parties? Or the hurry to copy the assignment from the ‘Chatur Ramalingham’ of the class? Ask the students staying in the KIIT Hostels and they will say that it includes all of them. They would also say that its little more than this – the walks around the corridors of the hustling bustling building to notice the ‘recently fallen’ love-birds talking whole night over the phone. The four years of my hostel life at KIIT helped me derive a mathematical formula which says that the intensity of the love affair in which a boy is, depends upon the mode of tele-communication he is using while talking to a girl. If someone uses Rs. 399/- Reliance to Reliance free phone, it means the proposal has been accepted and if he is found smiling while reading the text messages which keeps on pinging whole night, it’s an indication that he is trying to get into one. [PS: For the students who are currently staying at Hostel, the formula has been upgraded. SMS has changed to Whats App and Reliance has lost the race while Vodafone is leading it].

Each moment that one spends in the King’s Palace unfolds an interesting story. King’s Place gave the students something which we all are striving for at this age – Independence. It not only provided a space to the KIITians but at the same time filled the rooms of happiness, fun, joy and excitement. Going to bed at 10 at night was a signal that a boarder was sick. One of the moment which helps me recollect a memory was the one I lived during ‘Karmanya’ – The hostel fest of Kings Palace – 5 in the year 2009. I still remember those words of a learned man which are still safe in my memory and conscience. I shall not distort the words otherwise it will take the spirit of the man away. He mentioned, “If a person hasn’t stayed in Hostel in his life, his life is 50% incomplete. And while staying at Hostel, if he hasn’t made a Girl-friend, his life is 100% incomplete.” Today, when I look back to those instants, I feel the words were not false.

The life at KIIT Hostel guaranteed Crazy Incidents and Wild Experiences. The actual fun happened at 12:00am at night when it would be your friend’s birthday and your run fast to ensure that you do not miss out giving him birthday bumps. But the actual pains of these moments were felt while it was your turn to be there on the receiving end. It was never unwise to hit people on 364 days in a year and receive all of it together on that one day.
You would always come across a bunch of students who will knock your door at 1:30 at night to ask, “Bhai kuch khaane ko hai kya? Bahut Bhook Lagi hai..!” and your reply would be, “Kuch hai to nahi par agar kahi se mile to bulana jarur.” Unfortunately you would end up having Kissan jam, Dabur Honey or Jaljeera because it was difficult to hunt food in a jungle where all of them were hungry for years. As the time passes by and you grow from 2nd to 3rd year and from 3rd to 4th year, the wants get upgraded from ’Khana’ to ‘Cigarette’. If the Reading Room of your hostel falls on the way to the mess, god save them who go there every day to study.

Among all these, there was a desire to share and live, a wish to help others, an aspiration to fuel the friendship with which each one of them lived their life. Hostel Life teaches you not only to live life independently but also to become a human being – something which we all want to be today in the race of life. The entire staff members and wardens at the Hostel may sound rude to you sometimes but they are the actual guardians who are there to water you to grow from a seed to a tree and at the same time hold your hands when you fall.


Today, its been more than 3 and ½ year that I have left back the KIIT Hostel but the memories which I could make them is still alive and green in my brain and shall always be. I wish I could a be student again to live there and this time for a even longer period. 

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