Thoughts

Memoir of a Birthday

That day I turned 17. Keeping aside routine 12am wishes from friends it was pretty much the same as any any other till classes got over. By the time we reached our hostel it was swarming with new hostelers and their families. The evening went by with all the hustle and bustle, and night came.

That night is one of the very best memories of my times as a hosteler. My roommates had planned an impromptu treasure hunt. It was pretty hilarious running around the entire hostel at night and finally my gift, a pouch my roommate had bought in a hurry from a local vendor, was attached to the inside of our washroom's door! Also with each clue I received I also got hastily written handmade cards.

Though silly those were the best gifts I have ever received in my life till date.
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