Confessions of a Shopaholic

If you had asked me a month back.." Are you a shopaholic? " my reply for sure would have been. " I like to shop but I am not a shopaholic". Well the truth is that I have bought 10 pairs of footwear, two pair of jeans, five odd tops, seven kurtas, matching accessories..the list is endless that too within last 3 weeks. I have spent a huge deal on cosmetics for the first time ever . All these went without realisation until I almost got an heart attack seeing my bank account statement.

I took a pledge that I am not going to visit any of the malls again, will not look out of window towards any shopping complex that displays banners and hoardings of on going so called SALE. I will delete all messages that gives you update of the on going discount offer in the city even before reading them.

My flatmates reminded me of a similar pledge that I had taken a month back. I told them that this time I am as serious as it can get. My account details reminds me of the same. Its mid of the month and I am in absolute penury.

Well to add insult to injury my new pair of jeans got exchanged with some other jeans at the store where I had given it for alteration. It took me several frantic calls to the shopkeeper before I could get it back ....thankfully.

Looking into my closet I realised that 50 % of the dresses I havent put on even for once which my friends and flatmate had labeled as " target dresses" ( they are highly optimistic that I might lose some quick pounds to fit in them. Hopefully that will happen one day..Amen!!).

Looking at a orange dress I am reminded to collect the advance that I had made for ordering a dress last week. Sadly they couldnt get the same dress that I had ordered, so they had called me to collect the advance back. That lovely orange ethnic wear still floats in front of my eyes. How pretty it was !! If only Surabhi hadnt said that it was mighty expensive I would have bought it. It took me half an hour to persuade her into letting me buy that dress but by then it was gone. Surabhi was damn sure that we would get the same piece even the following week but lo ! it was gone within half an hour. Some one was a bigger shopaholic than me... I was glad.

Why this discombobulation ??

Its 12:28 am . Am I sleepy ? I guess not !. I am still surfing through various sites, my TV tuned to Star Movies. While I am trying to catch some mind boggling scenes of "Avatar", I am also listening to song " Dheere dheere" from "Shor in the City". The movie just got over and I say to myself " WOW...What a Movie !!!" and also appreciate the lyrics of the song. In between I sneak intoFacebook for updates and comments. I am also logged in to GTalk and look for friends who are online who could do some timepass at this hour. I tell myself " Are you crazy??" People might think I am ninnyhammer or less a zedonk but who cares because I can see many of them online still ( sorry no offence meant to anyone in particular :-) ).

More often than not I do try to contemplate why this disarray of thoughts but my thoughts are so vagrant that I just pick up something else even before getting the answer to this. Am I being nonchalant to my own needs??

There is still a day left for the long weekend to get over...so that sinking feeling that comes on Sunday evenings has not set in yet. I had a pretty good day today. Woke up late, watched songs from latest bollywood flicks, met up with a friend ,devoured on some punjabi cuisines, had good time with flatmate back home. So why this abstraction has set in? Why this "Shor in my mind" ? What is it that even though I am physically there with everything yet I am distant ?

Am I really trying to seek an answer or I am just trying to evade it.

Well its August 15th .."Happy Independance Day" to all the Indians.

While I say this, I am making my sincere effort to get myself free from the maze !!!!!!