I would invariably end up spending at least a few hundred bucks every time I visited these places. From handbags to dress materials to fancy earrings to hair clips and slippers…the shops would have them heaped in front of your eyes in a wide choice of colours, designs and prices. The very opportunity to observe different kinds of people and absorb their mannerisms or activities was an exciting bonus! On the flip side though, the shops were a true test to your endurance against yielding to temptation. Walking down crowded streets, taking in all the sights, sounds and smells that define the locality, used to be an experience in itself – an integral part of the shopping exercise. These areas used to be my favourite hangouts. This was a ritual I looked forward to and something I did in all the places that I have lived in – from Lakshmi Road in Pune to Colaba in Bombay to Jayanagar 4 th Block & Commercial street in Bangalore to Ranganathan Street and Pondy Bazaar in Chennai. But back in those years, when online shopping didn’t exist or wasn’t as evolved as it is today, and malls weren’t so commonplace or in fact didn’t exist, I would spend weekends walking down small streets filled with little shops of all kinds. Today, I can say with supreme confidence that through the intervening 17 years, I have grown to become a full-fledged shopaholic and turned into a specialist in online shopping, if I may say so myself. It was in 2001 when I was an intern with a semiconductor company in Pune, that I had my first brush with the thrill of shopping all by myself.
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