Of woods and wooden floors

I have woken up the fourth time in this country already, which tells me that some time has now passed for me in Sweden, and I begin by asking myself if I've got used to this place. Like most questions these days, I'm unable to find a clear answer and everything is a mixed mess.

Except my room which still looks pretty neat, but then the room doesn't have to find tough answers. Especially to tough why questions like why am I here? It's all in the mind!

I'm engulfed with thoughts of all kind. And it is a luxury really, that I can afford because I've lots of time and nothing concrete to do yet. But there's one thing I've come to decide over time now. I'm NOT a tourist here, and though all this looks just like a vacation yet that'll end soon, I know it's not that soon either, and therefore I'm gonna live here like I 'live' here and not like I'm visiting. Which means I take things slow and easy, rather than trying to see a new place and experience new stuff everyday, which is what tourists do, and which is what almost everyone expects me to do. I talk to people back home and they're surprised if I'm home in the evening instead of exploring something all the time, or being to a party or something. But I don't feel like getting into too much activity. One of the most attractive things about coming on exchange to me was the peace, the slowed down pace of life and the solitary time for myself, which someone like me doesn't get a lot of in IIT, what with the frentic pace of life I lead there. I want to relax now, and sure I'd have fun, but I'd do it my way. I like meeting people, and I'll do that but I wanna do that slower instead of in a rush. I'm alone, not lonely and I'm enjoying it this way.

There is a huge forest right behind my apartment, and I just LOVE it. The road through the woods is just sooo beautiful, but the fun in walking down perpendicular to the track into the woods is out-of-the-world. Yesterday I wandered like that for nearly an hour getting wet in the rain and went pretty far till I realise I had got lost, and then turned back to retrace my way home. It was an elevating feeling, walking with yourself and just nobody else in sight.

And then, last night was a party...welcome party for international students. Lots of drinking and dancing, and yeah loads and loads of people. Everyone stuffed in the room- dancing, drinking, taking their clothes off, or just making out- and it was a charged atmosphere. And yeah, people did actually dance with almost all their clothes off. Maybe because of the heat in the room. Quite a sight. But the best part was to observe and meet people from across the world. 4.5 feet chinkys and 7 feet Europeans. People who dance kathakali steps to kungfu actions to bhangra freestyle to hoppers to seduction-dancing to mini michael jacksons irrespective of the music! Made a few freinds and met some Indians, so it was cool.

And now, it's a long weekend and I don't plan to do too much....just enjoy and soak it in.

And eat. Should make some breakfast now. So bbye!