My first day in hostel

I was given accomodation in godavari hostel. A four storeyed building which looked like a palace. That night my dad was about to leave. I looked into his eyes. I think he wanted to say ''study well my dear son''. I guessed it and said that i ll try my best to get into IIT. He smiled and said goodbye. He went away. That was the first time in my life i was going to be away from my parents until home sick holidays which would be given a month later. This thought nearly made my eyes moist. I went to my bed. The guy beside me was fighting with another for a place for his cot under the fan. I didn't know anyone. I was new to that place and so was everyone. But i didn't quite understand the slang of the people in coastal andhra. The way they talk was funny. I crawled into my bed and covered my face with bedsheet. I felt like crying. But i told myself that i had grown up and would never cry. The next moment i was looking for a towel to wipe my tears. A hand kerchief was not enough.