Life in a PU Hostel!

Panjab University, Chandigarh is famous because of many of its things like infrastructure,food,crowd and many other things and among these are its famous hostels. So basically how is life in a pu hostel?

To say the least it is happening and interesting. The hostels are an integral part of the life of a student where he has to live with new people in a new environment. And the hostels at PU provide the same. A new and interesting place with people of many age groups, fields and intrests. The seniors here are helpful and are provide every information you want.

Then comes the food and although it's nothing spectacular but it still is good enough. The free and fast WiFi also is a really good feature of the hostels.

And around the elections time, you also come across one more kind of people here, the politicians. The ones who come with all sorts of tactics to lure you. Theese people can show up on your door at any possible time even 3 in the morning. They talk to you about ideologies and all sorts of things and become frequent visitors. Also around this time raids are conducted in hostels to get hold of illegal immigrants. 

Being a fresher and have spent a few months in the hostel, all I can say is that the experience has been enjoyable, memorable and even thrilling for this time.

-Baldeep Singh

  IT, First year.

All Alone

Here I am, all alone

Walking along like a mindless drone

The streets are dark, the lights dim

And the night forbidden and grim

The doors of sanity are shut tight

The voices in my head scream at night

Everything here is violent but quiet

And I drag along the demons I fight

The further I walk, the darker it gets

Here my facades no longer exist

I hear a muffed sound, while I stand on the ground

Into which I want to dive and drown

The sound becomes unbearable,

‘It’s nothing’, say the voices terrible.

Nothing but a child’s scream.

This was no dream.

I still walk a while, hoping to find a clue

But only if I knew

The boy was a step behind

I ran to the voice wanting to be found,

But what I found, not making a sound a sound,

Was a boy on the floor

Screaming, panting, breathing no more.

And above him, standing in gore

With a knife and a mind far from sane

Little did I know, the boy lying low

Was me and the one above even more so.

-Adarsh Sharma