Folks, this one occurred right within an hour ago to me today.
And I am laughing hard even as I am typing.
Everything began with me seeking a belt for my favourite pair of jeans. Anyone who's been on a belt-hunt in Patna will agree with me that it's no mean task. From the footpath peddlers to the Lee/Levi’s shop assistant – each failed to sell me a belt that was buyable. Too broad, too bright, too tawdry, too expensive…this ‘too’ refused to stay away.
Except today, when while walking down the aisle of a nice mall, I came across just the right thing!
“Can you show me one just like this, but for adults?”
The shopkeeper kept looking at me stupidly.
“Huh?”
“One, just like this one”, (here I took the thingummy in hand), “but for adults, not children.”
Mom came behind my back, ever alert to prevent me buying something that I didn’t really need, as I am wont to do.
“What is all this, what do you need a belt for?”
“Mom, for my denims, what else do people need belts for!”
Before she could say anything the shop assistant chimed animatedly.
“But Madam, this belt is for dogs.”
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