Monday, April 26, 2010

Justifications!!

I went window shopping(the most painful act a woman can be asked to do) today. It was such a painful journey for me, every footstep made me feel I want to spend all the money I have for the month. Kept justifying myself that I would not fit into that dress which I am not even trying by the way...that hand bag is not my style eh!!!(I doubt if I have one...my friends : do I have one?)...oooopss that sun glasses would make my face look like a pumpkin...thankfully all the shops were not open by the time I landed there..still I could spend around an hour & half in that one shop. I came home empty handed with a heavy heart(I probably controlled my tears rolling down deep within).

Probably these are the kind of emotions which are exclusive to women & thats absolutely my judgement(heard about male chauvinism, here's female chauvinism). Another judgement which I would want to make is that if I get to hear this kind of story from a guy..I surely am allowed to write off the 'man' as a 'man'(I am sorry here for the gender bias).However there are certain things which only a woman can & should enjoy. Like in our society working late hours, & after being through the whole lot of professional pressures through the day, making dinner for the family is something which only a woman can enjoy(not to forget satisfying male ego), in the same way shopping, window shopping, being a shopaholic are few things which are for woman.

For any & every woman shopping till they are drop dead works as an anti depressant.It gives a peculiar kind of high to every women.It can be compared with the pleasure of reaching the climax for any woman (for all curious minds keep the spirit & read the article). I am pretty sure on the fact that any woman can shop from a meena bazaar to a flee market to a designer showroom, whatever they shop, whenever they shop & whatever amount they spend, they have enough reasons for that(may be the neighbour's dog died & you needed a dress for the funeral).

The timing was perfect when I started penning down all these thought, my best friend from UK called up, there was this distinct thrill in her voice which probably I can understand as I am also this much thrilled when its a good & lucky day for me. Well I feel the urge in her voice to tell me whats going on..& probably she wants me to ask her...but I tell myself I wont as it was not a good day for me....not at all, I did not lighten even a little bit of the heaviness of my wallet..what a waste..unlucky day!I curse myself & then I tell myself that nope I needed to save it for the month & there was nothing which I could get today(I am lying to myself & I know it)..between all these thought she tells me that in London(to be noted)..she saw a sale at a cosmetic shop & she started drooling over & got body butter & body scrub( which I again consoled myself " they are of no use"). Then with no reasons she justifies immediately(as if I paid for the products), "I never spend on myself here, it is very rare". I made myself understand that these are useless things which would not make any difference & then I decide finally on a very strong & serious note " to hell with everything I am going to shop like a crazy woman tomorrow...& forth mostly I would get the scrub & body butter"

P.S. : "I am crazy shopaholic like 'any other' woman ('justification' comes along)"

3 comments:

  1. Confessions of a shopaholic !!...feelings are really genuine one and even god can’t deny this fact..so gd lk and hope ur wallet will touch to figure of zero soon and you wll get ur anti depressant:)

    Critics: it could hv been wittier…I thnk female chauvinism came in btwn…:)

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  2. Important Informtion..Akanksha has bought some body butter & body Scrub :)

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  3. hahaha... yes! my ultimate goal of life!! its double the satisfaction when everyone knows what i have bought, and it was the perfect timing for Roy to know it.
    a genuinely written piece, simple, light hearted, with true emotions. I especially like the way you give an end.

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