🏞️ Nashik Diaries — Four Years, One Hostel & A Lot of Growing Up
By Juhi — Mentor, Learner, Explorer | Juhi the Explorer
2012 to 2016 — four whole years of my life tucked away in the city of Nashik.
A time when I wasn’t just studying Diploma in Civil Engineering, I was also learning how to live away from home — away from my Papa, and everything familiar.
I stayed in a hostel, shared a room, shared routines, and shared life with a new set of people.
But the one person who stayed constant? Avi. My younger brother. My partner through all the mess, exams, laughs, and hostel chaos.
💔 The Pain of Distance
I won’t sugarcoat it — it hurt being away from Papa.
He was my anchor, my comfort, my go-to for everything. And suddenly, I was in a new city, managing life on my own (okay, with Avi, but still).
There were days I cried silently under my blanket, wishing I could just go home, eat Papa’s cooking, and hug him.
But slowly, I understood — growing up comes with discomfort.
And Nashik became my teacher.
🏫 Hostel Life & College Hustle
Waking up to hostel bells, rushing for the 8 am lectures, barely managing assignments, late-night maggi sessions, and power cuts during exams — that was the routine.
Civil engineering wasn't just books and drawings — it was site visits, dusty uniforms, long submissions, and sometimes, self-doubt. But every challenge I faced built me into who I am now.
Avi and I would walk to college together, crack stupid jokes, share chai from the same cutting glass, and talk about everything — dreams, doubts, and Dosa cravings.
🌼 New Friends, New Lessons
In Nashik, I met people from all over — different backgrounds, different stories.
Some became close friends, some were just passing characters in my chapter, but each one taught me something.
I learned how to share space, time, food, secrets, and silences.
I learned how to trust, how to forgive, and how to let go.
We explored local hangouts — college canteens, Godavari ghat, Sula Vineyards (just to see!), mini treks, and chai tapris that felt like therapy corners.
🧡 Looking Back Now
Nashik was not easy.
But it was essential.
It gave me pain, yes. But it also gave me independence, resilience, friendships, and a deeper bond with Avi.
It gave me me — a version of Juhi who could face the world, even when it was scary.
So if you ask me what Nashik means to me?
It’s a bittersweet chapter I’ll always carry in my heart.
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