Monday, October 23, 2006

Confessions Of A Bad Shopper

Finally, It is time to let the cat out of the bag-I can't shop for my life. Even if I am given the money and a free hand to pick whatever I want, still I can't do it. The latest instance to validate my point is what happened today. I went to Sarojini Nagar,New Delhi which is surely a shopper's paradise and returned almost empty handed! My friends who had earlier claimed that they were as bad as me went on a rampage and I stood there watching them like a lost puppy.
This trait of mine stems from the fact that I am who you may call a miser. IT really hurts me to take out money from my own wallet and pay. The other factor which helps(or stops me as you may call it) is my practicality. Everything that I see leads me too think whether I need it or not. Unless and until I am in dire need of a thing, my brain does not allow my hand to reachmy pocket.
I am still waiting for the day when I come home and proudly display the things which i myself have bought. Till then I can say" Mujhse shopping karwana mushkil hi nahi,namumkin hai."