Shopping is depressing

okay, so i had an utterly depressing evening at the south city mall, thanks to my level headedness

pantaloons, shopper’s stop has clothes with exorbitant price tags(i’m no game for spending 3000 bucks for my everyday wear) and i find my dream clothes there only , and my responsible daughter like nature stops me from buying those stuffs and thus reduce the bank balance of my parents.

so, i cried, with people staring at me.

i walked fast, people looked in awe.

i walked up the moving escalator , something i never do.

then Metro had some really nonsense shoes with sky high prices.

i mean , a shoe which does not even cover 1/5 th of the upper portion of your feet, how can they charge 1000 bucks for it?

i’m no fashion model that i’m going to wear those bare-dare shoes.

but i need clothes, desperately.

i don’t like most of the stuffs i bought before 2/3 years.

i haTE the salwar kameez es i have. most of them were gifted many years ago and they have survived over the years.

i need shoes. they are in a terrible condition

shit on me !

okay, south city evening was not that baD.

oH YES, IT WAS BAD.. there was no place to sit in the food court , and there also people gave us BIG eyed look as me n my brother started savouring the big chana bhatura , standing in the corridor. pizza counter was soo crowded, we did nt even think of queing up.

okay , got my first salary…..rs 20! from Mom !

its for doing household chores, cleaning grills, windows, etc.its on a daily basis. so got today’s one also. lets seee!