Hellow friends! It's an interesting tiny story of one brute teenager "shreyans".
The critical thing is that I am shreyans and myself writes this story in form of explanation of another guy and this guy is also me***Because no anyone wants to say his...
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Cosistent! It's been 55*24th morning of vacation; The gentle light seeps through the window and illuminate his entire bedroom; cool bridge flow was making his hair ruffles and making him more snuggle more into his pillow.
Anxiety of vacation ending was outstripping his happiness....he was humming in mind "son! Get ready to be independent, from tomorrow you can't get your favourite cuisines, you will not be permitted to woke up at late afternoon, you will have to make your bed around 5 o'clock early in the morning!" Immediately someone knocked the door, he stopped his humming and went to bath with scared feet!
It seems to me it's common scare to those who get themselves habitual with hostel life; because they have to b'bye their adventures span with smily face, they have to convenient their thoughts with their another home, those members, atmosphere and schedule!
Anyway....precious sides of this nirvana (SVM) cannot be compared with anything and anyone :) every birds feel it like a cage but they didn't know, they were gonna fill their eyes with tears when they would have to leave this place...but as per the nature of Shreyans, he didn't even fucking care about anything...he just wanted to live like the fish of ocean which has no any idea what's gonna happen with it; but he always be little frustrated during this travelling from his home to hostel. he ignored this nervousness by watching spotless sky as per his astrophile nature!
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