Re-It-Calling

There was a time when I had to walk fifteen minutes from my college to the place from where I got my lunch and then walk back to my college again,which took fifteen more minutes and all of this had to be done within a period break of forty five minutes,so if we calculate I had only fifteen minutes time in my hands to order the food and finish it,and sometimes when the place got flooded with too many people,I had lesser time.This was my second year of college. When I was leaving my Sadan Hostel,there were days when all that I used to have before the dinner were two chapattis with one big 'rosogolla'.I distinctly remember the owner of the sweet stall asking me to have some 'tarkari' from his meal,not once,not twice but many times.I always refused him with a smile but I will never forget him for his kindness.My classmates often smirked at me and there were a few who even told me,that 'O,come on,hostel life is not that difficult,knowing nicely (but never accepting),that their situation could never be compared to mine because they had their mothers preparing their meals for them,and when I used to have my first lunch break,most of them would have their second meal of the day.There was no rest because I had to share my room with two more people and they danced,talked,laughed while I prayed to God to get me some sleep and neither were they people who showed any remote liking for learning or reading,and that got me into trouble every time I tried to concentrate on my books . They always made an attempt to prevent me from making my notes.I have spend many sleepless nights so far,but those were the horriblest of all.I started losing weight,had dark circles(wish I could call it darker),had no appetite and felt terribly lonely.But now when I look back I feel happy because I never gave up.Time tried me,I felt exhausted but I tried to focus on the positive things in my life . So today the happiness I get from thinking of the past obstacles that I have overcome,fills me with ten times more joy that any other normal graduate.I was always industrious,I am still industrious but most often I think it more as a curse,than a blessing . I think I should rather tag it as a blessing in disguise.