All of us, mostly all, love to shop. Not just anything but only that what we love. Yeah, there are many among us who just shop for the sake of shopping. Let’s not refer to them.
What about you? What do you like to shop for?
The moment I see yarns in different colours my heart goes, “Oh, what lovely colours!” and projects of various kinds start flying before my eyes. Soon a hand swishes and all ‘visions’ vanish, faster than they had appeared. “Wake up, you don’t need them now,” a voice somewhere says and all plans go ‘phut’.
I enter a bookshop and there is this urge to buy this one and also that one. “Don’t you have enough to read back home? Why not finish those first?” Yes, the voice makes sense. “You could also get them on your Kindle,’ continues the voice. Yes, I could but the Kindle experience is a completely different chapter in itself. More on that later.
As for kitchenware, the market is flooded with new products every now and then. Every new addition is just a mere … “addition”. The present lot can do the job pretty well. So better to move out of the home and kitchenware store.
Shopping is great, but within limits.
So, when one prepares a shopping list one has to be very excited about it. When the items are received, the happiness has to be great.
Is it the same in this case? See for yourself. There was a list, a really long one with almost ten to twelve items, but the recipient was not really joyful about her own shopping list.
She took pains to prepare her list. Every item had to be carefully written. Names were cross-checked and all possible errors erased. She wrote in pencil so that she had the option of erasing and correcting any small mistake.
At 76, the old, frail, wrinkled and shaking hands took care to form every letter of the words on the list. She had to get them right or she may end up with a wrong item. No, that was definitely not acceptable.
Once done, she called me over to clarify a few doubts. ‘Need she write the complete name, with description, or was the name enough? Will the store keeper understand what she had written?’
Oh, yes. She had done a satisfactory, in fact more than satisfactory job. The letters were well formed, the names clearly visible and quantity well defined. They were important to her.
When she was satisfied she handed over the list to me. I had better get everything as listed!
By evening the shopping was done but I decided to hand over the items the next day. Checking, sorting and stacking things would take her some time. A fresh mind in the morning would be the best time to do the job.
When the bag landed in her hands a routine process started. Each item was laid out, similar item clubbed together, details checked and quantities double-checked. I had done my job fairly well. This monthly routine was over.
Should she not be happy that she got all that she had asked for? Yes, definitely. Who is not happy to have demands fulfilled. She too was ‘happy’ but ‘happy’ is a rather ironic and sarcastic word to use in her situation. She did not have an option. Her list of medicines is a must to treat the multiple ailments.
This was not a shopping list. It was a Survival List!