I am comfortable here. The room is big enough for a single person, and it has everything a bedroom and study room should have. Moreover there is a huge window, providing a nice view of the city and also letting the fresh air and sun come directly in.
Sometimes I use the study table, and sometimes I study on bed. Sometimes I look out through the window and sometimes I just stand in front of the mirror. Something is missing, I know something is definitely missing.....
I am missing my friend's room
I am missing the rooms where I can just walk in
and sit or lie down, as if it is mine!
I am missing the room no 261,
where I can knock and shout 'flying robot, flying robot'.
I am missing the room no 257,
where I can bang open the door, utter few slangs, and ask for a fag,
only to hear an immediate refusal.
I am missing the room no 248 and 239,
which is always locked, either from inside or outside.
I am missing the room no 222,
where I can hear the sound of FRIENDS soap everytime I pass by.
I am missing the room no 223,
where I can go, tease, and then ask doubts.
I am missing the room no 224,225,228 ,
where I can go and plan a 'daru party'.
I am missing room no 229,
on whose door I can kick as hard as I could,
only to hear the angry shout of the friend inside,
or to see his angry face turning into a smiling one.
I am missing room no 339,
where I get new things to eat,
where I can knock before going to any class,
where I can complete all my reports,
and where I can gossip even during exams.
I am missing the room no 342,
where I can peek in , to see what's he doing.
And what I am missing most is the room no 205,
where I can talk hours on phone,
where I can lie down and listen to a song,
where I can fag watching a movie,
where I can connect to myself,
and where I have spent the last 3 years of my life !
