Pretty much random

What's usually a mundane trip to the Supermarket out of campus becomes interesting too, if you're jobless. Or rather, when you stubbornly refuse to start working on all those pending assignments and wish to do anything other than work.
I went straight to the 'first floor' of the bus I boarded to get outta campus (yeah, going by the kiddo terminology of 'maadi' bus). I was so dead bored with life suddenly, that sitting right before the glass walls of the bus in the front side seemed so exciting. I couldn't see any of the 'tiny' cars and two-wheelers that were standing before the bus. I let out a squeal of excitement when the bus swept past a huge branch of a tree as it moved, as though I was on some roller-coaster ride and was about to brush past something as a part of the ride.
As I was walking toward the supermarket, a lady came rushing to me with some pamphlets in her hand. Uh oh, I was caught.
Guess the fact that I know tamil is like stamped on my forehead or something, she came and started talking in Tamil, rightaway.
'Irunga, please, rendey nimisham.' (Wait, please, just two minutes). She was almost threatening me and I stopped for fear she might stab me if I didn't. She went on and on about this donation for Down Syndrome children and how a 'small' amount from me could make a difference. I really felt like giving some money, till I remembered that if I donated for everything that made me feel bad or sad, things wouldn't really work out. I gave the best apologetic look I could and moved on.
On the way back, I was wondering if we would ever have these closed-door buses in India...seems so nice to even think about it....but coming to the negatives of it, you'll never have an interesting footboard journey!
Ughh....just remembered I didn't get the vegetables for my friend's hamster. Duh!