A new life

Anticipation could not reach any level higher than it was in me.... So many changes... 

First time out of home....

First time in a state where no one knew the language I speak

First time living in a hostel

First time experiencing studying in a whole new environment...

Too much was changing and I hated it... 

Leaving home felt like the worst decision ever...

Why did we have to think of our stupid careers?? Why aren't the best colleges within my abode's radius? n what exactly was I thinking when I jus walked out believing staying away is going to give me all that stupid "FREEDOM"? 

Almost everything wasn't right.... yet a few things felt light...

Nothing seemed familiar...yet a world made a reality appear

I cannot state it was the place or the surrounding air....

or was it simply.... lots of faces in the same despair...

It wasn't until my mom left my hand that I felt that the world fell apart....

Wanted to run back.... catch that same train that carried me on that dreadful journey from home to "hell".... A little harsh to call it hell but thats exactly how it felt.... 

Slept...rather toppled and turned on my bed.... eyes wide open... 

waiting for that morning light... first ray of sunshine... first ray of hope...

would this be the beginning I was looking for??? 

Or would I go back to feeling what it exactly was??? 

Lets wait and find out.... isn't that ultimately what keeps u going...

That little ray of "HOPE"