Homesick

Here I am. Feeling homesick again. All thanks to the new stupid rule that makes it compulsory for all students to attend the first week of the new session. Man.. And what keeps me from smashing the brains behind this stupendous RULE?! Thinking about the good times I had with my family.. Specially with my Dad.. He’s the best. I still remember the one and only shopping spree I had been to with my Dad... Oh Boy… That was one LONG day. For him as well as for me. Here are a few extracts from the limited conversation that we had that day.

So we went.. to 'Commercial Street'.. that’s in Bangalore if you’re wondering.. One of my favorite places for shopping :)

First Shop
“Oh you don’t like anything here? Its ok.. Let’s go to that one…”

Second shop
“Hmmm.. it looks just like the last top we saw..”

“No??? Ok maybe some other shop…”

Third shop
“Cummon.. they are all the same! Buy something!!”

More shops…

“No I am not stepping in.. anyway you aren’t going to buy anything.. So I’ll just wait here out side in the hot sun...”


“That’s too short..”


“What??!! no sleeves?? And we pay 700 bucks for it??!”


“I am hungry…”


“That’s enough.. Let’s go home…”


“What do you mean it doesn’t fit? Of course it does.. Let’s buy this and go home…”


“Tanviiiiiiii!!”


“%#&**#%&!!”


“I am going to wait in the car now.. when you are done, wake me up…”


And then I return after 2 hours or so… I find a father who is on the verge of a nuclear explosion. Yet in midst of confrontation, he manages to squeeze in some amount of parental interest..

“So what did you buy?”

Me “Ohh.. nothing.. they were all the same.. Maybe we should come back next week to check out if there’s new stock…..”