Things were completely planned for today. Especially with the PSG attendance committee emptying its blessing pot on our Monday timetable, classes wound up (or rather supposed to wind up) at 2:30! Though all the attempts at the dreaded class hour extensions were foiled by the echoing oohs, our on-road time was not before 3:15. Battling with the cars, their blaring horns and the unsympathetic drivers, we, an army of five, set out with the most exciting and impossible schedule for the evening.
Luckily for us, the driver turned out to be Superman in disguise and the bus practically torpedoed its way through all the traffic. Being on the same vehicle as Superman did have its negatives. My bones held on that last bit of elasticity and another sharp turn would have fractured it. It finally halted at the human-smelling, conductor-yelling, copassenger-bullying Bus Stand!
After a not-so-long walk to one of those dress stores (whose ads also embrace heroines dancing meticulously with the teeth-showing smile, anyway forget those cheeeeeesy smiles, to talk about them would need a completely different post..) gawking at the cut roses (with sun burns too!) and taking occasional peeks at the road, lest my frog-shaped accident outline adorn the glorius Gandhipuram road too!
There are two main things shoppers all over the world look out for when they rush up those stores
- To get an amazing dress that nobody else ever gets. (The most horrible moment in every girls life is when she sees a total stranger wear a look-alike. Things get worse when its your not-so-close friend or when these occur more once in a week. Three times, you might hear swear words. Four times, the dress goes down the drain.)
- To manage to do it fast and at the best bargain. (Neither is this remotely possible.)
Coming back to today, we landed up in the nightmare as well. And five girls with completely disjoint tastes is the last thing that any sales guy would want! So it was a 100 dresses on the glass already and the entire workforce was doing ninja tricks fetching that green dress on the third row, the mauve one in the first shelf, the striped one in the top, no not that... and each of the 1000 in that wide shelf was compared two at a time by five human super computers. That going by high school math would be an astonishing 1000*999 comparisions. And after settling on the best agreed upon three, it was decided. By the time I turned to thank the exhausted sales personnel, they had all rushed for refreshment! :D
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