It was a bright sunny day with no trace of black clouds and rain. Hence, according to my aunty, a perfect day for shopping. A Sunday morning which was supposed to be spent in the cozy bed, was by then decided to be wasted on crowded shopping malls, adding to my headache. It wasn't that I don't like shopping. I was simply not prepared to wake up early as last night was spent on finishing a whole web series. [Poor me!]
But then who cares. I dropped a message on his number mentioning, 'Going for shopping with Uncle and Aunty' and got fully equipped to win the battle of snatching away the best thing from the stores.
As he's in his course so Sunday was a 'Will wake up late' day for which I don't even think of giving a call early morning. To my surprise he replied me saying, "Shopping? Good. Wake me up at 1300 hours. I need to get a hair cut and then will go out for lunch with them."
"Okay!" I texted back. To which he corrected, "Roger that."
"Whatever!" and I went out for shopping.
Our first aim was to buy shoes. I was least interested in getting anything for myself so I helped them in finding few nice pairs. So finally after one hour and back to back 'no not this one', 'something different', 'too bright', 'too high' and blah blah, aunty got what she wanted and it was time for uncle. As I was a bit tired of shoes, I took a sit and let the couple go for another hunting.
To be honest, men's sections are always disciplined and far more peaceful than the ladies' section which seems more chaotic and full of rush. I kept staring at random people to pass my time. There was one couple who were confused between two colours of shoes, one girl was trying hard to convince her boyfriend to take the brown one instead of the black and that one family where the mother-in-law was trying to make her son-in-law understand how particular her daughter is about shoes. Altogether I was having a great time observing strangers.
A man in his early thirties entered the section and took the third seat from mine as I kept my bag on the second one. For few minutes he was busy with his phone and I kept looking here and there again. Meanwhile a guy same to him asking what the man is looking for. He smiled and said, "I need a formal shoe and a shoe with two straps."
His last words reminded me of something for which I turned my head towards him. A white formal shirt paired with a black formal trousers, shiny black shoe, a wrist watch and not to forget the crew cut.
As time passed his specifications kept being tougher for the other guy who was helping him with the designs. The man was looking for the shoe which will have only two straps and that also in a particular pattern. But like previously, he was also not able to find it.
Let me tell you why I mentioned previously. The last time when i went for shopping with him he was looking for the same shoes and was trying his level best to make them understand that he doesn't want the glossy material, that classy one or stuff rather just the perfect one which he can wear while on sailing.
"Sir, this one is good. You take this. It's looking good as well."
He, while putting the shoe back at the place, said, "Bhai (brother!), I need the exact one. I can't wear anything with the uniform."
The guy was clueless as he was not able to understand which uniform he was talking about.
Meanwhile I kept laughing finding him in such a situation.
"I want that one pair only which will go with uniform. Something comfortable and apt. Please tell him!" he asked me to be the help as he couldn't make things clear to him. Meanwhile the puzzled guy was looking at us with a 'Let me go!' look. After checking all the designs we finally came to the conclusion that they don't have that type of shoes at their store. As we were leaving the guy asked him, "Sir, what do you do?" To which he smiled and replied, "Service."
The same incident was taking place that very day. His search for a formal shoe ended very soon but the shoe with two straps continued further. While the guy at the shop was trying hard to find the shoe, the gentleman kept saying on call, "No. Didn't get yet. They are not even understanding what I am looking for dude!"
I couldn't control my laughter as I saw the same thing happening at the same place. As I laughed, he turned towards me. And I certainly felt like a sinner! I saw my uncle aunty at the billing counter and stood up to leave as soon as they are done. His eyebrows were still crooked while I was still enjoying the flashback. For a certain time I thought of minding my own business, but then helping ain't gonna harm anyone. I turned back and politely told him, "Sir, they don't have any such shoes," and started walking towards the exit.
I had no clue whether he followed my words or considered me a lunatic and went on with his search. But that evening when he heard it all he concluded, "How hard is it to make them understand that a shoe with two straps is what I was looking for!"
Who says that only girls are particular about shopping? These men can beat anyone is specification.
Things went magically insane the very moment someone's presence rejuvenated life back into the dead city of mine. A gush of wind passed by in the wind hushing some symphony of belongingness. I stood still for a while in amusement looking at the way things were around, all of a sudden. The sick old tree beside the lake had tiny green leaves peeping out from the lifeless branch. The heart sighed after a long; the change was for good. It was almost evening and the dark didn't scare me. The lonely cuckoo was duetting with some other bird which I failed to recognize. My world was getting dipped into the leftover of the sunset, all magical and bright. Almost a month passed since that day. Today, the wind reminded me of that time when he arrived with hands full of amusement, restlessness, sparkles and magic. The wind is crisp and soothing, despite all the heated situations in between. May be it's not the city, may be it's not the wind nor even those golden hues. May be it is ...
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