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When walls talk....!
Imagine a world, when everything around you start talking. Your desk, walls around you, your bag, your shoes, books, dresses.
I have this strange habit of buying dresses, more than required. Its very exciting to buy dresses, but find it a great challenge to hijack it inside home. Nothing escapes my mom's eyes and it takes great skill, to hide the bag from her prying eyes. I won't blame my mom. If I had been in her place, I would have been more angry. She feels that it is a crime to pile rows and rows of dresses, without wearing them. Her advice to me is to give away the dresses which I do not wear to people, who need them and then start to buy new ones.
Recently as an innovative idea, my friend and me picked a bag that folds in to half. I turned a blind eye to the price tag and indulged.
If only this bag start to talk, I will be in deep trouble. Last Saturday, I went to my Yoga class and saw someone carrying a Rangachari Cloth Store bag. I was happy that I brought my bag along and felt for my purse and checking if my debit card was inside. There it was, snug inside a compartment. With a beaming smile, I waited impatiently for the class to get over.
Took an auto from Krishnamacharya Yoga Mandiram (Mandaveli) to Rangachari (Mylapore).
Went to the cotton sari section, as usual I liked a sari, which I knew for sure, would leave a sizeable hole in my savings. But I didn't yield to my temptation immediately. I asked the guy to show me more saris in lesser price, but was having an eye on the off white and green sari all along.... First I left the sari before me, a person sitting next to me looked at the sari and I immediately picked it and put it next to me, after 3 mts it sat on my lap, another 2 mts it was in my hand and I headed to the billing section... Now I realise, even if I had left it on the shelf no one would have touched it. No idiot would pay 1800 rupees for a cotton sari, only Viji would. It didn't stop there, I had to buy an ear ring, bangles and even bindi... Thank God my bag doesn't talk...
When a bag has so many secrets, think about walls... Every wall would have multiple things to say... A honeymoon suite would have witnessed steamy scenes and they will earn millions by writing screen play. A prison cell, would share multiple things to say, a lunatic asylum will narrate thousand and one incidents...
A footwear it won't just stop biting, it would start shouting too.
I have this strange habit of buying dresses, more than required. Its very exciting to buy dresses, but find it a great challenge to hijack it inside home. Nothing escapes my mom's eyes and it takes great skill, to hide the bag from her prying eyes. I won't blame my mom. If I had been in her place, I would have been more angry. She feels that it is a crime to pile rows and rows of dresses, without wearing them. Her advice to me is to give away the dresses which I do not wear to people, who need them and then start to buy new ones.
Recently as an innovative idea, my friend and me picked a bag that folds in to half. I turned a blind eye to the price tag and indulged.
If only this bag start to talk, I will be in deep trouble. Last Saturday, I went to my Yoga class and saw someone carrying a Rangachari Cloth Store bag. I was happy that I brought my bag along and felt for my purse and checking if my debit card was inside. There it was, snug inside a compartment. With a beaming smile, I waited impatiently for the class to get over.
Took an auto from Krishnamacharya Yoga Mandiram (Mandaveli) to Rangachari (Mylapore).
Went to the cotton sari section, as usual I liked a sari, which I knew for sure, would leave a sizeable hole in my savings. But I didn't yield to my temptation immediately. I asked the guy to show me more saris in lesser price, but was having an eye on the off white and green sari all along.... First I left the sari before me, a person sitting next to me looked at the sari and I immediately picked it and put it next to me, after 3 mts it sat on my lap, another 2 mts it was in my hand and I headed to the billing section... Now I realise, even if I had left it on the shelf no one would have touched it. No idiot would pay 1800 rupees for a cotton sari, only Viji would. It didn't stop there, I had to buy an ear ring, bangles and even bindi... Thank God my bag doesn't talk...
When a bag has so many secrets, think about walls... Every wall would have multiple things to say... A honeymoon suite would have witnessed steamy scenes and they will earn millions by writing screen play. A prison cell, would share multiple things to say, a lunatic asylum will narrate thousand and one incidents...
A footwear it won't just stop biting, it would start shouting too.
6 Candles:
Viji, I have a fastrack bag...a big hand bag... inside which I smuggle the dresses I buy.. Like u said i have the same habit of buying more dresses than required..recently i smuggled a denim jean, 2 kurtas and one salwar inside it.. This is not the first time I have smuggled stuff :D Had my bag had legs, it would have kicked me!
@kiruthi we women are alike, when it comes to shopping...
I wanted to read more Viji! I liked your style of shopping! Well.. I guess I fall into the same category too - Buying clothes that are not required and stacking them without throwing the old ones...:) Hi-fi!
Hi-fi nami :)
I guess the restroom walls talk too :D :P
very nice kiran :) what an idea??? but am not interested about shitting or peeing :p
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