After reading the title, readers will think that the blog contains some kind of a horror story. So, let me clear this thing for every reader's sake that this blog is actually dedicated to my Hostel Room No 83 which is not mine anymore.
                                

                                    “83”

After the completion of a year, we are supposed to change our hostel room and hence, as my exams are over now,  I am about to get another room pretty soon.

The time that I have experienced while staying in this room was great. I have shared about various beautiful incidents related to this room in some of my previous blogs. Remember the street lamp or "The Night Sun" (by which I use to refer it), the crazy story related to the patterns on the glass window?!

What a time!
What a time!
What a time!

My roommate (and also my friend) hung a beautiful wind-chim above the large window, and the sound ,that it used to produce, always attracted my eyes (attention) towards it. Once I had published a blog in hindi language (the only one), and let me tell you all that the idea of the theme was actually inspired by this Wind -chim. The Sun, the Moon, the Rain, every view was great through that large window. Every corner of this room has something to say about the days and time which I have experienced and enjoyed here. 
Funny to say but I, actually, have given a name to this room which is "83" (lol!).

Today is the last time and the last night, I am staying in this room, so just an idea slipped through my mind to write a blog over this room and share my feelings.

Miss you 83>>>

Wishing to make more beautiful and unique memories while living a hostel and college life as they are actually the greatest days of everyone's life mostly.

Few days ago, I just saw some seniors who were going back to their home as they completed their graduation  and when I saw them crying while hugging each other, I started imagining about my future farewell time. Though, I didn't feel sad while leaving school and friends, as I knew that I would meet them again. But, while leaving the hostel and college mates, I am definitely going to feel sad as no one will know when we will meet again. 

Thank you for reading.
~ Newly Risen Sun

Writer's note: Finally, I am back after a good break. Hoping to be consistent in blogging from now✌️.