It was..
13 August 2009
Wednesday
What kind of a day was yesterday? I was out with my friend and as we struggled through all the beautiful pieces to look out for something she could gift to her brother, I wondered what exactly is a boy kinda thing in the Archie's gallery.. As we moved from one display rack to another and I held out the various artifacts which she declined saying her brother would find them way too girly, I wondered if we would ever find something apt for her brother here..
Before entering this gallery, we went to a book store [I like reading books], where it was difficult for me to zero on a novel while I wanted almost each put on for sale in the fiction section.. As I started collecting many of the novels by Dan Brown and Will Smith, my friend read the briefing on the book cover to help me get one apt novel.. As I struggled to choose one , the 'decision making' problem cropping in, I asked her to take me away from the store so that I don't end up shouting what should I buy and what should I leave.. Finally contented with a dictionary and a Dan Brown novel, we left the store to counter my fetish for a clutch.. As we picked a nice one, we were already running short on cash.. To prevent draining more on unnecessary stuff [later my purchases were categorised as 'this' by the 'Superior force'], we headed straight to the gallery..
As we entered through the gallery's door, I knew I was to face the worst form of the 'decision making' problem.. As I strolled past the first section of displayed potential gifts, I hurriedly decided to ask for the budget to prevent self from hovering in the forbidden territories.. Its so disgusting to know you can't afford to buy something right away when you have already made it the perfect gift of your dreams for the occasion.. So we started off to run across the various display racks with the budget in mind.. I liked a few teddies [Oh! I love them] and artifacts, but my friend informed me about his brother's apprehension about 'girly things'.. That any kind of teddy and affectionate thing with even a slightest hint of pink is a big NO-NO for him..
As I had scanned most of the shelves, I discovered my inability to buy gifts for others.. I was looking at everything as a gift I would like to get and thus was particularly unsuited to act as a sub-ordinate for gift shopping for a guy in his teens, who is very apprehensive of any hint of femininity in his room.. So my friend said with a smile - 'You are incredibly unhelpful'.. [:D]
In my desperation to finish this quest for a perfect gift, I held out every possible gift item with a smile, explaining how it would be just apt for her brother, like an amazing sales girl for the store.. By this time, she was laughing out loud.. Anything she selected was put down by me and after selecting a card, we found ourselves running twice through the gallery and I still kept swearing by a teddy that according to me wasn't 'girly'.. Oh!! how desperately I wanted it to end!!
Finally, I noticed the Mugs and I coaxed her to buy one.. How on earth my blinkered eyes that were hindered by the sight of those 'Oh! so huggable teddies' just didn't let me see and consider the safest gift, the Mugs, in the first two round trips around the gallery.. As we finally picked an amazing mug and got it wrapped, we were relieved and finally concluded that I would gift all the men in my life, the gifts I want for myself, maybe as an indicator of what they should buy for my next birthday!! [;)]
[All the photos are the copyright of the respective sites]
No comments:
Post a Comment