I shoplifted!! Well, almost. Anu wanted to buy jeans so we went to Max. The salesman gave us two pairs to try but Anu liked the first one itself and as we came out of the trial room I was wondering where I had left the second pair. I wanted to go back and check but someone had already occupied the room by then. We billed and got out and may have walked some ten steps when I realised there was something heavy on my shoulder. I check and see the second pair of jeans nicely concealed under my dupatta! I was stupefied first and then angry; angry because in the past I've been buzzed even when I'd paid for my undergarments(of all the things!). Anyway, I rushed back, told the security folks it was a mistake and left them staring at each other. It's their problem now.
When I go to pick Anu up, I meet a couple of ladies with their kids on the way. I know no details about them but we exchange pleasantries and move on. The other day Anu and I were walking back and I saw one of these kids without her mother next to her. I asked her if she was going alone and she just smiled and shook her head. I didn't understand but then I got distracted by a guy who was pushing a vegetable cart just ahead of her, with some spinach and a pink schoolbag on the cart. He turned to me, said something and nodded his head. I didn't catch what he said but I didn't bother; I was still wondering why the girl was alone. We walked on and suddenly the realization struck; he was the girl's father! How judgmental of me!
My father's cousin became a grandmother recently and I thought the culprit was her youngest son who got married two years ago. I mean, I thought it was implicit and even my mother just kept talking of the grandparents rather than the parents. But yesterday I was talking to another cousin about it and he says the father is this guy's eldest brother! I admitted my mistake but then I don't think it's my fault really; the last child he had was sixteen years ago and he's 47 years old!
When I go to pick Anu up, I meet a couple of ladies with their kids on the way. I know no details about them but we exchange pleasantries and move on. The other day Anu and I were walking back and I saw one of these kids without her mother next to her. I asked her if she was going alone and she just smiled and shook her head. I didn't understand but then I got distracted by a guy who was pushing a vegetable cart just ahead of her, with some spinach and a pink schoolbag on the cart. He turned to me, said something and nodded his head. I didn't catch what he said but I didn't bother; I was still wondering why the girl was alone. We walked on and suddenly the realization struck; he was the girl's father! How judgmental of me!
My father's cousin became a grandmother recently and I thought the culprit was her youngest son who got married two years ago. I mean, I thought it was implicit and even my mother just kept talking of the grandparents rather than the parents. But yesterday I was talking to another cousin about it and he says the father is this guy's eldest brother! I admitted my mistake but then I don't think it's my fault really; the last child he had was sixteen years ago and he's 47 years old!
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