(I think this describes the situation in most households around Diwali/Pooja/Christmas etc. ….)
Early morning Lady of the House picks up the newspaper, discards everything apart from the pages advertising Sales, Schemes etc etc and either gets on the phone with her friends or starts planning the route to be taken with her sister/daughter etc.
Man of the house comes into the room, blearily picks up the remainder of the newspaper and his tea and tries to join in the conversation ….
M.O.H. : So what are you planning to buy today?
L.O.H. : Just some diwali things, you know, candles and toran …
M.O.H. : (Trying to be helpful) I’ll ring up Rakesh Seth and he will send them over
L.O.H. : Looking balefully : Naah, I promised (insert saheli’s name) that we would go together.
M.O.H. : Oh I see
L.O.H. : In a tone as sweet as honey : You dont mind do you? I packed your lunch, and we will order something in the night if I am late
M.O.H. : Knowing not to open his mouth to wonder why candles and toran will take the whole day : Its okay dear ……
Its the time women rule. We shop, we bargain, we hunt for deals, and fall prey to all the buy this and get that cheaper schemes
I’ve also noticed one thing …
If we live in North Delhi – we want stuff from South Delhi or Noida or Gurgaon
Somehow the malls and the deals on the other side of town seem so much more alluring.
I love to shop at Gurgaon or Delhi – I think the petrol I burn adds to the fun of shopping
Noida will do too – but definite not my town
Even though in these days of Malls, everything is available in each and every mall, all the brands, all the schemes.
Dont ask a female to explain. It is just the way it is
Then we come back home laden with goods. We go with lists of course, and come back with everything not on the dratted list.
In the evening the men of the house dutifully help us unload the packages from the car, while we come home happy and tired after blowing up far more money than we ought to, happy to share all the details of the fantastic deals and the money we saved on our spree
M.O.H. : Oh did you get the candles and toran
W.O.H. : (Without batting an eyelid!) Naaah, we’re going for that tommorow ….