I share a very close relation with my mom. I know every one does, but she is not just my mom but my sis, my friend......my everything. Ever since my date of joining for TCS has come, every minute i spend with her matters a lot to me. I just want to make every moment special for her. And hence now days we spend lot of time together doing shopping and stuffs like that.
Sunday dad went out of station for some official work, and was coming back on Tuesday. So we had a Monday in between where i and my mom could do SHOPPING. Not that dad restricted us from doing this(he is very liberal that way), but its more comfortable to shop when he is not at home, cause otherwise mom's half heart is with dad at home, and she feels uncomfortable to leave him alone. So i and mom made plans to go to CST (fashion street) for shopping some clothes and all for me. Shopping with mom is so much fun, she is very good at bargaining and Fashion street is a place where u have to start with half the price labelled on the dress. I always feel very uncomfortable to bargain, so i just go in the shop select a dress that i like and then give it to mom to do what she is very good at BARGAINING. Though i am not good at it but i enjoy watching the scene :-). I some times just wonder why the hell do these shopkeepers put such rates when they know they will come down to half of it.
So we went and purchased some dresses for me. When i was there i remembered my closest friend Rama so much. She asked me to purchase some dress materials and some other stuff for her. Though i found many nice dresses which will suit her but i didn't take cause i thought its better if she selects it herself. Btw she is coming on 6th December to my place from Hyderabad, just to meet me, it makes me feel so special :-). So i just took some stuff for me. I was looking for some footwear too, but i guess my entire family is so biased to Blue Land(a footwear shop in Chembur). Ever since we discovered this shop, no other shop could attract us. Then when we were done with Fashion street we came back to CST station and had a samosa pao, i found that place to be very reasonable with rates and the samosa was good too. At the end of it what matters is the taste.
Then my mom just remembered that there is one more such market where u get not clothes but other daily use materials at very cheap prices, that place is called cruffet market(at a walkable distance). She showed her willingness to go there (advantage of dad not being at home, no hurry for dinner) so we decided that we will go there. I didn't exactly know the way to the market but i remembered my brother telling me once, and also mom has been there once, but she didn't remember it properly. So energized by the samosa, we started going. Up to some distance it was okay, but as we were nearing cruffet market it started to stink like hell, yuk........it was the smell of fish chicken and all(sorry no hard feelings for non vegetarians). To add to all this the drainage nearby was also stinking...........yuk yuk yuk (i really felt like puking). After a point i just could not control my self, i and my mom both decided that we will go there some other day, the smell was just so intolerable.
So we walked away faster than the speed with which we walked towards it. Quickly we caught a local train and came back home. Umph.......done. Took bath, sprayed some room freshener to nullify the torture to my nose, mom had a cup of tea and i had coffee, mission accomplished. Where ever we may go, but HOME always remains the best place in this world. :-)
Sunday dad went out of station for some official work, and was coming back on Tuesday. So we had a Monday in between where i and my mom could do SHOPPING. Not that dad restricted us from doing this(he is very liberal that way), but its more comfortable to shop when he is not at home, cause otherwise mom's half heart is with dad at home, and she feels uncomfortable to leave him alone. So i and mom made plans to go to CST (fashion street) for shopping some clothes and all for me. Shopping with mom is so much fun, she is very good at bargaining and Fashion street is a place where u have to start with half the price labelled on the dress. I always feel very uncomfortable to bargain, so i just go in the shop select a dress that i like and then give it to mom to do what she is very good at BARGAINING. Though i am not good at it but i enjoy watching the scene :-). I some times just wonder why the hell do these shopkeepers put such rates when they know they will come down to half of it.
So we went and purchased some dresses for me. When i was there i remembered my closest friend Rama so much. She asked me to purchase some dress materials and some other stuff for her. Though i found many nice dresses which will suit her but i didn't take cause i thought its better if she selects it herself. Btw she is coming on 6th December to my place from Hyderabad, just to meet me, it makes me feel so special :-). So i just took some stuff for me. I was looking for some footwear too, but i guess my entire family is so biased to Blue Land(a footwear shop in Chembur). Ever since we discovered this shop, no other shop could attract us. Then when we were done with Fashion street we came back to CST station and had a samosa pao, i found that place to be very reasonable with rates and the samosa was good too. At the end of it what matters is the taste.
Then my mom just remembered that there is one more such market where u get not clothes but other daily use materials at very cheap prices, that place is called cruffet market(at a walkable distance). She showed her willingness to go there (advantage of dad not being at home, no hurry for dinner) so we decided that we will go there. I didn't exactly know the way to the market but i remembered my brother telling me once, and also mom has been there once, but she didn't remember it properly. So energized by the samosa, we started going. Up to some distance it was okay, but as we were nearing cruffet market it started to stink like hell, yuk........it was the smell of fish chicken and all(sorry no hard feelings for non vegetarians). To add to all this the drainage nearby was also stinking...........yuk yuk yuk (i really felt like puking). After a point i just could not control my self, i and my mom both decided that we will go there some other day, the smell was just so intolerable.
So we walked away faster than the speed with which we walked towards it. Quickly we caught a local train and came back home. Umph.......done. Took bath, sprayed some room freshener to nullify the torture to my nose, mom had a cup of tea and i had coffee, mission accomplished. Where ever we may go, but HOME always remains the best place in this world. :-)
Nice account.. Hey, I still remember ur mom. Mrs. RK Gupta.. I have two phots of her giving me a prize.. Convey my regards..
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