Same Mall. Different Day.
My husband and I are here at one of the best shopping malls in the city.
No, we didn’t go to Inorbit for the weekend movie or lunch, because it’s far far away from our place and my baby is still too young to be taken to such big and crowded malls. (This mall is not bad either! I’m happy we’re at least out!)
We have parked our car at P3 level and are still inside it!
No, I’m not tidying my hair! Baby’s crying and needs to be fed! Another fifteen minutes to go! (His hunger deserves to win over my hair, given a choice!)
Whoa! The mall looks lovely, dazzling and inviting. I can see young babes and handsome hunks, ramp walking and window shopping at the mall!
But what is really catching my attention is only mothers with small babies, who are smiling at us as they pass by, and whom I smile back at, with a feeling of empathy, more than sympathy!
(Well…babies are cute, aren’t they?)
l love the super cool stores here- Kalanjali, Mebaz, Shoppers Stop, Pepe, Diesel, Allen Solly…How about buying a cool pair of slip-ons from Catwalk?
Wait a sec! Mothercare?!?!?!? Cool! Let me check out some stuff for my little one…
…Awesome collection! Shall visit again soon! My hubby will have to hold the shopping bags and the diaper bag as well! Poor fellow…I mean, ‘Poor Papa’!
(But, I’m so so so excited about the clothes and toys I got for him! Can’t wait to see him wear those! Ah! Feels so satisfying!)
We are now indulging ourselves in some window shopping and trying to enjoy as much as we can!
‘Trying’ to enjoy, because we are sitting in the waiting area on the ground floor and window shopping from here itself! Whoosh! Neither of us is left with any energy to go for that walk-at-the-mall with a baby in our arms! Wish these guys provided ‘Prams on Rent’ like others do!
(Well, sitting here and watching the passers-by is not an un-cool idea either! It’s a new feeling, you know! I can at least chat at length with my husband here!)
Damn! Both of us need to visit the washroom! Ok! Ladies first!
I can see young, beautiful girls in front of the mirror, giggling at some girlie joke as they tidy their hair and touch up their makeup.
I don’t have any girl friends to joke with nor any makeup on my face to touch up. I just have a minute to finish my stuff and rush out to hold the baby, so here I go!
(Does hair or makeup really matter? What matters is that my baby should be back in my arms soon! Hate to be away from him!)
Waiting for my husband to finish. I can see the food court in a distance with young couples and groups of friends chatting away to glory with their coffee, sub or sundae in hand!
Even we are a young couple, but we aren’t chatting away to glory with our burger or french fries in hand! We are just counting minutes on our watch- minutes left for us to reach home before our little bundle of joy starts asking to be fed again!
(Once again, his hunger deserves to win over our hunger, given a choice! So, it’s time to go!)
All said and done, it was refreshing enough to visit the mall. It was surely special because it was my newborn’s first visit to the mall and a totally new and different experience for me!
Same Mall. Different Day.