Revolutions

During the first 3 months of my hostel life ,I tried to live like a normal girl and was pretty successful at it.I did not feel as unsettled in hostel as I thought I would. Firstly,my room had looked out to a beautiful pond (in the later years during my internship the pond was cleaned ,the surrounding bushes trimmed and a boundary was constructed around it)Needless to say,I preferred the overgrowth and the natural wild beauty of the pond.However that first sight of the water from my window actuallly made me fall in love with the hostel. Secondly,Food.Now ,I like food.Miraculously ,I am not fussy about food.I once recommended the canteen fish fry to my friends who as it turned out really hated them. About Kolkata tastebuds,I am not really sure where their highchair of preference ends.I like any food as longs its cooked well and not rotten.Kolkatans are fretty eaters.They will swear by specific restaurants for this stuff and that .But they really suck at appreciating ordinary canteens...