Boys Hostel Blues

As Vivek Mehra lay down on his bed, in his room, there was a knock on the door. Vivek, not surprised at all, this is bound to happen. Just when you want some peace, a little trip of private silence, there is supposed to be a knock, and if you believe Vivek, that knock was also, important enough to be answered and to be opened the door for. But in retrospect, he admits, he really should not have done it. So, his Clusterbud, Amit tells him they're playing Domeball, and asks him to come. Vivek doesn't really know why he feels so down, so he follows in hope of a little cheering up, after all, isn't exercise supposed to secrete endorphins, and who doesn't want a little game with the ever-available batchmates, and he is game for that twisted version of football that is popular among the first years and often played in the new hostel, with the time, the occasion, the fact that there is an exam 7 hours away, notwithstanding.
So, he goes out, naked feet and he's ready, for a 2 on 2. Midway through the match, he realizes this isn't working, loses it 50 goals to 31, and is sweating like a pig, add to that the fact that he has wasted an entire hour in this desperate attempt to make himself feel better so that he can study.
Next remedy, he already thought of it during the match, Music. A-Ha! Now, that, he thinks, should be the end of all his troubles. So, he goes back into his room. and 4 clicks away, Mother Mary comes to him, speaking words of wisdom, 'Let it be.' The Beatles, of course, they can help him out, at least this time he's confident about it, and he sings along. The track moves into strawberry fields, and nothing is real, and nothing to get hung about. Strawberry fields forever... It's working, he thinks, he has a smile on his face, and here he is on his bed, and this might just lead to him picking up that damned set of photocopied notes that he spent 40 bucks on the last evening, ofcourse, with a pledge that he will start, as soon as possible.
The Beatles are still playing, yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away, and he feels so comfortable, this is one of the best moments Vivek has had in his room, and ... he falls asleep.
Mate struggles to wake him up, its 8:45 in the morning, Vivek is busy dreaming about Strawberry's and John Lennon, and a football writing his paper. Wait, his paper, he should get up. And he's up, 10 minutes to go, he puts on a pair of jeans, brushes his teeth, looks at his I-pod, on stand-by, and off he goes.
Three hours later, Vivek doesn't feel that good. And, he thinks a little exercise might just make him feel better. "So, my paper didn't go that well, how about some Domeball?" And midway through the game, he knows it's not working, but there is always an insane line of hope that lives with you, no matter in what ways, and by what extent, it defies all logic known to man, when you've got the Boys Hostel Blues.

P.S: Vivek Mehra, is a fictitious character, that the guards believe is a first year student at NLIU, and also is the cause of all nuisance in the boys hostel.

- Yash S Vijay