Hostel Life

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I spent 3 years of my teen age life in a hostel starting from 13 yrs to 16 yrs. That was the worst days of my life. I loved my grandmother very much. Until I was 13 I was brought up by my grand mother as both my parents were working . I was forced to go to sports hostel by my parents. I could not go against them as I was dependent on them. After 3 years I came back from the hostel (as I had no interest) to stay with my grand mother. My grand mother passed away when I was 18yrs and I then joined my parents. As both of them were working I could never get attached to them. I think if both parents work, they wont have the strong bonding with their children. Now I am a mother of one and also I work from home. I hope this will not be the case with my kid too.