Street shopping has a certain unique kick and joy involved. Its for people who don’t mind the sun, dirty roads, wading through lots of crap to find one good item to purchase, haggling and most of all pushing their way through crowds. All the sweating and the haggling gives you feeling of satisfaction at the end of the purchase, that’s often lost in big shops. I’m not very fond of large gatherings of people in general. But one situtation when I’m almost always willing to compromise on that rule is when I know shopping is involved. People talk about how great street shopping is in cities like Bombay and Calcutta. I totally agree. People like me go mad there. I end up buying things I either have absolutely no use for or something that would seem completely ridiculous to me when I get back home and look at it. This is of course, in spite of buying n other things that I completely adore. The last time I was in Bombay, the money I shopped for on the streets could’ve bought me another flight ticket to go back there. I’m not saying its a bad thing. When you’ve faced this as often as I have, you just learn to live a poor life till the next salary kicks in. So I resolved to indulge in street shopping the next time with just about enough money to buy something only if I absolutely loved or felt the pressing need for it at that point in time.
Last week, K and I decided to go to T Nagar and spend an afternoon shopping. T Nagar doesn’t have as much variety as Bombay but its still enough to give me a kick to last an entire weekend.
We were walking down along this pavement
And this is what caught my eye
My Karma is catching up on me!