Life at hostel/ In hostel all my life ^_^

                        One evening (June 2010) my parents took me to Santhosha Vidhyalaya(SV) Dohnavur, with a lot of snacks, new clothes, bags, slippers, bedsheets, pillow etc...I felt euphoric to have so much attention and love. I thought it was one of those days when my parents will leave me in the classroom and come pick me up in the evening, because that was how it was during my lower and higher kindergarden. Little did I know it was the beginning of my twelve years of hostel life. The first morning was new, all of us woke up together, we had prayer, had breakfast, had classes, went to the playground to play games, and then arrived the darkest part of the day. I remember feeling so lost, the pain, and that yearning feeling (still feels so fresh) was too much for a five year old child to handle. Since then, I would cry myself to sleep every night. I would want something to hug, even a small barbie doll was okay...