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Thursday, 1 August 2013

Confessions of a shopaholic...

                  Nowadays, the term 'shopaholic'has spread like a disease not only in U.S, but all over the world. Someone told me that it can also be used as a therapy to better ones mood.

                  Being a shopaholic, I would agree to that 'therapy' part. It becomes almost compulsory to shop every time I go out. Not that I need to buy anything useful every time, but somehow I cannot refrain myself from buying stuff. It is very easy to become shopaholic today even without even realizing it. 


                    Although I live in Kolkata, I dont like the city much, but then shopping here can be great fun when walking through Gariahat , in south Kolkata. It makes a shopaholic like me crazy, (like a kid let loose in a candy store) with a number of streets flanking the main road, the stalls skirting the pavement. Gariahat market offers the most extensive collection of jewelleries, scarves, clothes, sarees shoes, books and what not.  i never get bored roaming around the streets again and again.

                       Gariahat market often reminds me of the poem 'Bazaars of Hyderabad' by Sarojini Naidu. 
" what do you sell o ye merchant?
    richly your wares are displayed.
    turbans of crimson and silver,
    tunics of purple brocades,....

What do you make, o ye goldsmiths?
wristlet and anklet and ring,
bells for feet of blue pidgeons
frail as a dragonfly's wing,....."

All the noise, the hustle and bustle in the street makes it quite an experience. Although I am terrible in bargaining, it is fun. Hardly three weeks before, I gifted myself two pairs of shoes, a pair of jeggings and a t-shirt. "someday I will have a wardrobe full of shoes" were my exact thoughts while I was paying. In the beginning of every month, when I get my salary, I promise not to buy anything which is not needed. As soon as I reach a mall, I think, "oh well, promises are meant to be broken" and again I go for a shopping spree.


                 During every month end if I ever want to buy something, I tend to drag someone with me who I wish would pay for me but no one does that....  *sigh*
Nevertheless I look forward to the next month so that I can resume my shopping happily....

Monday, 29 July 2013


Superstition is an irrational belief or an ominous belief in a particular thing...In India, people belonging to various religious, cultural, ethnic, and racial groups believe in superstitions. In spite of living in 21st century, we dont let go of such beliefs. Outwardly we might show everyone that we have modern views but inwardly most of the people are aware of superstitions. 


Being a bengali, I too have seen my Ma (mother), thamma (paternal grandmother) and my didima (maternal grandmother)follow a number of such superstitions. When asked the real logic behind them, you get to hear a number of unsatisfactory answers like,       

 "অতো জানিনা বাবা , আমরা এতো প্রশ্ন করতাম না তোমাদের মতো"
(we dont know so much, we never asked so many questions)

Let me share some of the popular superstitions that the bengalis follow:
If one sneezes while going out, then one should wait for a while to prevent bad luck,
One should not eat eggplants on wednesday or else বুদ্ধি পুরে যাবে (intelligence might get damaged)
 If your left eye twitches, it means bad luck...


Yesterday afternoon while I was having lunch, I was almost choking on my food, guess what Ma had to say, I was choking not because the food went down the wrong way but because someone was thinking about me! Really!I didnt know I was that important. God these things make me laugh out loud [lol]. 


No matter how much absurd they are, they will still follow it. At the same time it will take us a lot of time to stamp these superstitions out of their mind...