world trends, travel & political science: DREAM /UNTOLD/ REAL LIFE STORY OF AA FIRST HOSTELER

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It was 17^th of august when a middle class family in a rented car was

about to leave their child at a hostel only with some money, a lot of prayers, and a bundle of hopes.

They left the place at 12:20 pm .and he was as entrusted to authority…

He was the boy who never left the finger of his mother being afraid of walking alone, he was the boy who was the star of his father eye, and he was the boy who always was equipped with the courage of his brother but is always true that

His parents left….e was in condition of semi consciousness’ he was

left alone there where he didn’t knew anyone.where the

environment was new ….he was there to survive as a deer encircled by hungry lions.

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step

He went to his room to set all of his materials, he was setting his apparatus in cupboard soon he heard a shout, that all new comers should wear white shalwar qameex which they have brought with them cz it was Friday and Friday prayer was scheduled to be offered at 2:00.

He left everything scattered there got his dress ready went to changing room wore white cap and a chappal and moved towards masjid.he was about to left his hostel as going towards masjid one of his senior called him and pointed out his chappal straps were opened and ordered him to start frog jump towards masjid. He who was already tensed by the new environment and after that punishment increased the hate ,tension about his coming future 5 years there he started ……..everyone was laughing at him and he also felt ashamed as it was his first day that should be good giving him relief about future life…..

He carried on with this inspiration

1. Give me six hours to chop down a tree and I will spend the first four sharpening the axe.

He offered jumma weeping in heart at his and his parent’s

decisions……

There principal gave a warm welcome speech to all that forced him to think that not everything is bad here ….

After jumma they were ordered to join others at mess he did so.

Everybody there was strange as they were talking to each other but he was walking alone SUDDENLY, one boy put a hand on his shoulder who was his ROOMMATE.who have watched him but he realized as he was his elder brother he turned around with happiness but after seeing him he was disappointed he asked" what do you want "he replied" I am your roommate don’t afraid muster up your courage I am living in hostel since I was 4 years so there is nothing bad everything here is for our better Ness.

Soon he gave him some arguments and he realized it was right

after lunch they went to their hostel he arranged his everything after those talks with his new roommate.He started talking with his other roommates thinking that now this were the only frnds he would avail and he have to make a bond of affection frndship and love with them……

They were talking and trying to forget the luxuries of their homes,

love of their parents ,pledging to stay there until they get a some goals….

it was now asar time,they were ordered to go to offer asar after that

there were sports …till magrib he enjoyed some time while other remembering his previous life that wasn’t more, walking with burdened steps…

After offering magrib, he went to his room as according instructions.They were laying at their beds soon a unsaid disaster came so called seniors.who came there just to make fool of them they started with asking their names soon ended with some punishments.It was 10:00 pm they were ordered to sleep as they were to wake up at early morning for fajar where a complete tough routine was waiting for them.