Mujhe Iss Shopping Se Bachao

This Saturday I had been to Big Bazaar for a weekend sale; not that I wanted to go but was thrust upon to accompany my folks who were enamored by the huge weekend discounts. Shopping has never been my cup of tea and as far as I know retail therapy heals lesser number from my gender. Also shopping demands loads of patience more so from a nerdy like me who prefers cafes, beers bars or bookstores over congested malls any day

The scene inside Big Bazaar was nothing short of a stampede what with everyone jostling and pushing around for a larger share for themselves. Initially I found the entire frenzy around to be deeply bugging and quickly moved out but later settled for some purchases in the men’s section. What was most disgusting were the huge billing queues, apparently billing takes largest chunk of time and if the billing machine halts for whatever reason, you actually feel like pulling your hair out

Later we went for lunch to Haldirams which was no less chaotic with large waiting time for seats. Seeing the entire mess around, I wondered is there actually a recession going on and what will happen when boom times return? I guess we guys are not so much affected by these stupid economic situations and can get easily swayed by any type of discounts

After lunch there was another bout of shopping and by the time day finished well into the evening, my head was spinning, limbs throbbing and I longed for the safe refuge of my bed. Even after a long nap, the throbbing at back of head still persisted which did not abate even by bedtime. I was left cursing as to why I opted for this arduous shopping over my relaxed café outing but nevertheless saluted and admired the strong steadfast Indian shopper

If you ask me will I ever repeat this visit? Never