Last weekend I had planned to go shoe hunting. But all my buddies suddenly vanished during the weekend & I didn't want to go alone . It so happened, my last shoe hunting expedition turned out to be an utter failure...
In Bangalore, if you want to go shopping, you have 2 choices. One option is you can go to any shopping mall , those really happening places. If you are a shopping freak or a person with lot of black money looking forward to get rid of some, this is the perfect choice . Or if you are a real diplomat eager to display your negotiation (read bargaining)skills, you can go to those out stretched streets(not to mention those equally outstretched potholes)
Now I belong to the latter category minus the bargaining skills. Last time when we went shopping , we were strolling through the commercial street, window shopping. I think window shopping is a full fledged hobby & entertainment for majority of the Bangloreans. And Bangalore with its colourful streets brimming with youthful spirit & enthusiasm , doesn't disappoint its window shoppers. It was at that time when I saw those cream coloured sandals beckoning me from behind those gleaming glass panes. Now this platform heeled beauty really had me hooked .
So me and my buddies went inside the shop & asked for the price . Now this friendly faced guy gave a wicked smile and told "500/-" My dude was pinching on my arm & whispering the mantra "BARGAIN" . I thought this was a good opportunity to develop some useful skills . And instantaneously my great bargaining instincts uncovered itself " Do you really mean to say 500??? The quality of this stuff is surely not that worth.." blah blah !!! Finally I concluded, "250/- not a pie more ; not a pie less " . Now I really had it in my head that cutting down the price by half was an intelligent bargaining move :-)
Now a weird thing happened . This friendly faced guy is really nodding his head . This cant be happening . I cant believe this . Why did he agree so easily??? . He should at least have put up some fight . Stupid me . If I knew it, I would have told 150 !!!( this explains the fact that human beings are greedy by nature) .Once again , my intuitions have failed me .Now I am in dilemma : to buy or not to. Atlast I made up my mind & bought it . I was really proud of this shoe beauty.
One week passed by , and I was flaunting the sandals wherever I went .Then I noticed something peculiar . The pretty sandal has developed wrinkles on its creamy heels. Oh No.. And with each passing day, the grand platform heels shrank more & more .So did the no: of wrinkles . Though rather sad , I continued wearing it , until that tragic day, when suddenly the shoe straps without any prior warning gave away . To add to my embarrassment, I was on the way to my office & in the middle of road . And the rest became golden chapters in history as I started hopping towards my office.!!!!
"Monday morning"... It's one of the most miserable, lethargic & sullen of all mornings for me. My eyes just refuse to open & come out of the cozy comfort of the warm blankets. And a chilly wintry morning like today just add up to my misery. Now I always harboured this secret wish to be a rodent ,so that I can go on a long hibernation . It is at this point when I look around for my roomies for some sort of inspiration . And seeing them curled up in their beds , adds to my conviction that people shouldn't rise early morning & catch a horrible cold . Hah !!
Well, early mornings have never been one of my favorites ; not even during my student life. I always preferred to be the 'Ms. nocturnal', as I was lovingly referred as. When I was a kid , I used to enjoy late night as it presented a golden opportunity to escape parental scrutiny & to do all the naughty things . As an adolescent , it was always my unquenchable thirst to read suspense thrillers , that had me wide awake past midnight , & then later on to scream out in my dreams.
As I grew up & went to hostel , it's always, chatting into the night with my friends . The chats were filled with fun , laughter, sharing, inexhaustible jokes, criticizing teachers(we were really good at that), analyzing situations, killing & assassinating many characters & of course the gossips!!!! This recreation will continue late into the night till our warden come & start a long lecture .Then during exam times, it was impossible . I hardly used to sleep because everything was last minute work . I really believe if it were not for "that last minute" nothing will materialize in this world . So i'll be really burning , fuming & setting aflame the midnight oil and only sleep by 4 am . Then I'll be up by 7 . So to conclude , I rarely got to see the glory of rising sun or be a good girl and hear the "suprabatha" . Now I have started working .When I come back home, sometimes I'll drained out & will be waiting to hit the pillows . But I just cant sleep !!! The habit just sticks to me...
Now don't get me wrong. I have infact enjoyed the beauty of sunrise. This actually happened when I was 8 year old & my family went to Kanyakumari , which is the meeting point of 3 oceans viz, Arabian sea , Indian ocean & Bay of Bengal . Sunrise & sunset seen from the beach there are mesmerizing & really worth it.
In the morning I'll put my alarm half an hour early. So when it starts ringing, I'll wake up to snooze it, with the ecstatic realization that I can continue with my slumber. Then there are those good old weekend mornings, where you can blissfully be in the land of nod as long as you wish. Now I have this buddy , who gets a headache if she exceeds her 8 hour quota. O man!! she doesn't know what she is missing out But if it were not for the existence of the terrible Monday morning blues, my weekend mornings would not have been soooo desirable ...
Thus I finally succeeded in writing my first ever blog !!!!
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