*Pen is mightier than sword*
*Ink is thicker than blood* Its not easy to start new at a place which is new.
This was exactly how i felt when i started my hostel life...
New place, New people,
led in by an experienced hand,
walked brave,
head held high.
Then came a time for farewell,
tears trickling down,
boldly hidden,
bye ma, bye pa,
staring at the distance,
their outline,
a mirage.
Four beds & four cupboards,
a room soon to be my home,
random roommates,
random convos,
never could set me right.
The long corridors,
vacant mornings,
lonely moon,
new metaphors in life.
Compromised on life,
mobile my new best friend,
pictures like novels,
worth a million words,
beyond infinity.
New place, New people,
crouched like a caged lion,
gloomy and desolate,
prowling for company.
Came along more strangers,
starting off with a hi,
exchanging numbers,
talking reluctantly,
