ALDO, Lets Go !

There are days when I crave to shop for something, something unique, funky,and crazy that I have not had before. My palms itch and wont stop until something is bought. It can be anything under sun, form foot shape door mats to stylish spatula or a cozy handbag that I feel is a must for any woman! Now don’t give me that narrow eye stare, I am a woman ok? And desire for shopping is in my blood! This doesn’t mean I suffer from this craving everyday but once in a month or so. The pleasure derived henceforth is priceless.

On one such day, Rag & I were walking along the mall adoring the decoration on the eve of national day when ALDO (a brand for accessories) caught my attention with flashy OFFER banner. This is one shop that I adore for their collections but can’t afford due to its sky high price. Now with the SALE on and itch for shopping, I hoped in greedily. There were dancing peacock ear rings, white & golden stone studs, black bead bracelets, pearl studded long chains, feathery scarf, leopard strap watches and many more junkies that made my selection difficult. Series of elimination rounds ran across the mind and a leafy steel ring that would wrap the finger like a crawler won the finale.

The real story begins now. Since the ring was not available in my size I tried to expand it a bit by pulling out the ends. Since it’s made of some black metal it should expand, right? At least I thought so. But to my horror & Rag’s surprise, it broke, cut, into two pieces!! In shock and shame I looked at Rag to seek a solution. Poor guy was still with mouth wide open in awe and blinking in disbelief. Okay, now the damage is done,no way to reverse the act, so next obvious step was to take it up to thesales person and seek her decision. While I was sketching to drop the ring in same place and walk out as if nothing has happened, Rag insisted on paying for the damage as it was our mistake. That it might be recorded in CC TV also added to my fear and agreed upon his words. The sales lady stared at us for a minute, probably thinking what nasty customers we are and then took up the issue to store manager. By now, we both were prepared to apologize and pay for the loss, hence relaxed and waited for her to decide.

They say miracles happen, If not seen this incident, neither would I believe. It’s much beyond reach of words to say how we felt when the store manager said “Its okay, such things happen, you need not pay for it”. Rag and me looked at each other in disbelief and a smile of relief spread on our lips. Rag asked me to buy something so that we express our gratitude too. As I type this post, a lovely white metal ring embraces my finger as a proof of this incidence. Thank you ALDO, for saving me from embarrassment and thus you have earned a loyal customer big time.

Ashwini 

Kicking Don

Don’t go by the title, it is not a movie review. I wish I could do but spare your curiosity to watch the movie yourself. But I vouch on the crispy dialogues and lovely plot of a love story beautifully infused within a complete action movie. Go for it guys, at least for Roma!

So there we were, all excited and eager, at the cinema hall, ready with a bucket full of popcorn and sinful coke. The hall was packed & the movie started with hoots and squeals. We seated hastily between a row without bothering neighbors. While the movie was taking twists and turns, I feel baby fingers from my next seat patting my arms, trying to reach the popcorn in my hand. I smiled at the baby and neatly transferred the bucket to Rag, who was on the other side. Minutes must have passed and I feel my plait being gently pulled, again by the hungry baby. I gave a stare at the mother, who seemed un affected by her child’s play, was going ooooohs and aaaaaaaaahs over King Khan’s sleek and sexy looks. Consoling myself I got drowned in movie and was carried away in plot until the baby broke into shrieksss!! I lost the story track completely while the mother tried to feed the baby hushing and cooing its hunger. In despair I stared at screen trying to catch up the story. Minutes later, a pungent odour of poop & pee stroke my sense and all my hope of enjoying rest of the movie vanished in air. Real torture started when happy-stomach-baby started singing in joy & kicking me while sleeping on his mom’s lap. I now surrendered to the notorious tot and enjoyed rest of the story with free kick-massage service. Some where in between, he was also trying to make a conversation with another baby in front seat but I managed to overlook!!

Finally, there I was, left unhappy with the extra effects of baby kicks in movie, a careless mom with pleasure of eyeing Sharuk and the tiny tot, enjoying his day out in a cinema theater  Seriously, why do parents get there real young babies to cinema hall and freak us out with there antics? The audience there are definitely looking for some real entertainment worth there penny but will be left helpless with such thoughtless parents. Like children are banned in pubs and clubs & even in certain restaurants, is it not wise to avoid them in cinema halls? Anyways Don,better luck next time.

Ashwini

IT045

Mid week morning, chilling weather, least work at hands, non working communicator & server down, what would you do if you are forced to kill time under such situation? Well, I blog about it ;) I recollect a similar situation where I was forced to tuck down to a seat and travel for 4 hours. It was the flight back from vacation and heart was heavy with emotions,sense of missing home and dear ones until next trip, teary eyes with flash back of memories of careless days. On board activities were winded up with dinner and lights dim to soothe the sleeping passengers. There I was, left with no heart to sleep and no mood to swap the pages of a novel in hand. The entertainment channels bored to no end and songs in my music player seemed hopeless. Not knowing how to pass the journey, I gazed around helplessly for minutes..and then,out of no where I hear some one giggling “he he he” beside me..Ooh now I see this guy next to me, sitting with his legs stretched and hands supporting his head, as if spending leisure time at home. I wondered what made him giggle and saw him watching comedy circus on TV. I peeped in and voila, within a minute, there were two of us, laughing heartily at silly jokes on comedy circus!! We made fun of those judges laughing their lungs out and of the poor jokes. Then Singham took the place and we argued over good looks of Ajay Devgan! After almost an hour of conversation, it strike to us that we are strangers and were surprised by the way we got along through this boring journey. Pleasantries were exchanged and riot of laugh continued.  What started as a boring journey turned out to be a eventful evening with a good companion. He laughed at me when he found my nervousness during landing and deviated my attention towards beautifully lit Dubai and its skyline from a height. Once landed, we walked towards the check out counter and bid a silent goodbye with a smile and joined the folks waiting for us.

And now, when I sit to write this down, I realize my dumbness of not asking for his whereabouts, not even his name!! It all happened like in dreams and now I am left with moments to remember and regret to ponder. I have a thank you note for this wonderful person in my credit & wish I get to pay him back some how some day.. Dear stranger, by any chance, are you reading this post?? If so, please do reply. However, thank you God, for sending me right people at right time but am also keeping an account of those idiots whom u keep bumping to me now and then..

Ashwini.