Sunday

Awoke to find myself alive at 9 30 in the morning...
No I  was not kidnapped and toxicated...
I was sleeping in a peaceful bliss in my hostel room...the rate at which I am sleeping for the past two days makes me wonder if I will ever wake up to another...
Its cold here nowadays...I know its winter and all but climate doesnt get so cold in this part of the world...
Ok its not that cold..maybe not cold at all...but for us  its cold enough to use a thin sheet while sleeping..
It never snows here...I have not even seen snow in real life that I feel I am missing something..
How nice would it be if it snowed here...but it simply wouldn't...all the year round its pretty much sunny with a little rain for a change...
but then again its not a dessert and we don't have sand dunes or sand storms...
We live in a tropical climate...for those in the cold countries it may seem as paradise..just how snow is for me I guess...but for me its boring...seasons have to make their presence felt, right?
Now enough about seasons you would think...but you know what?...am bored....its a sunday...very sunny....and lazy...hostel is so quiet...city is miles away..
our campus is basically in what we call a forest...we maybe the only creatures here...not exactly..there are other people too...you get reminded of a village from Malgudi Days....a bridge and a junction with a shady tree and grassy land looking out at the nearby wilderness with random cows and a pond....reminds me of a place for panchayat if you know what I mean..
To get out of this place is like going on an adventure..first its the wait for a bus which never comes..even if it does it just leaves you half way on your journey..we pass through acres of grassy land...then grassy land again...a small river...a railway station where only goods trains stop....and at each stop some people who you cannot imagine from where they came from when all you can see around is unhabitated land...
Another thing about this place is that the population density is inclined to babies and old people...Whenever I board a bus and if by luck I get a decent place to sit within moments I have to get up to make room for a wailing baby or a stooping shrunken old lady...
By the time I reach the city it would take almost an hour and I would have been exhausted that all I want in life would be to get back to hostel and lie on my bed...But thinking of the journey back I would have happily slept on the foot path...
And I have no idea what to do today...
Can you suggest me what to do?...as in something fun?
waiting for your reply...:)