Some more bitching about life in hostel

Too many peepers: I would be sitting in my room, minding my own business, chatting with my friends, showing the pictures of my life in Delhi, telling them which girl I have an eye on and so on. Out of nowhere some random idiot pops into my room and starts staring at my screen. They yell out the name of the person to whom I am chatting to and start reading out my conversation as if they are doing me some favor. Well some are more discrete, they just peep silently, without commenting. I do not know if it’s something which only I experience or if it’s something experienced by hostilities across borders. It’s quite awkward when a third party comes in and reads stuff about a person he knows:-P. Some would argue, as a solution to this problem one should lock the door, but that is not something which is practical here :-P

Studying is not something that can take place there, at least for me. It’s impossible to study there. In our course we learn that to get the maximum productivity, the environment in which work is being done should be conducive for working. Someone needs to tell that to the person in charge of the 1^st year boy’s hostel. You have this small room with a bed in it. How can any one study when they see a bed in front of them! And the chair that they have provided has a stupid design. Whenever I open my book I fall asleep.

Now enough bitching about the hostel, in the next post will write all the good things about it.