Old Navy Sales

I love cotton clothes. I like buying t shirts from Old Navy for my husband for regular use as it is cotton and affordable(this is key for someone who shops a lot). I always look at their new arrivals and I know that after a month, the price will go down by more than 50%. I just wait for the sales and then buy the t-shirts. I am not a crazy fashion fanatic who has to buy clothes the minute they arrive in the store. I laugh and wait for the prices to go down. Again its me, another shopper, waiting for sales.

Kohls and Sales

Kohls is one of my favorite stores as it sells cotton, beautiful and affordable clothes for someone like me who loves shopping. I am always intrigued by their sales. I feel that people would buy only during their night owls and early bird specials as they give heavy discounts then. I had just finished shopping yesterday when again I get a email saying they have a buy one get one free. I was just curious to see how much the prices would go down so I browsed the website. I always knew there was a catch somewhere to lure buyers. I saw that the t shirt which they were selling at $13 yesterday is now back at $30 but if you buy one you get the other one free. This makes the selling price now $15. I wonder why they just dont sell the t shirts at $15 everyday instead of making up these new sales inventions. They just make people feel stupid as usual and lure them to the sales. It is just a stupid drama to show how much they lower their prices. I guess every store does this. It is true shoppers go only for sales!!!

Dadu and Thakuma- I miss you

I miss my Dadu and Thakuma. I feel empty without them. They were my back up people when I fought with my parents. They always protected me. I did not like spending days with them as they lived in a very quiet place but they were there when I needed me. They are my true friends. I remember going to Dadu's terrace to burst crackers. I only played with the phuljhori but even that Dadu was careful. My sister and brother were the ones who burst dodomas and kali patkas and rockets and scared Thakuma. I remember Dadu waking up at 4 am and then I would wake up at 6 am and go to get the milk with him. He would pick up flowers so that we could decorate the God's shinghashan. My grandparents were the first ones to wish me on my birthday. My Dadu loved the innumerous bangles I wore and he disliked me wearing western clothes unlike my Thakuma. My Thakuma loved literature and looking beautiful. I remember the dressing table she had and her body creams. Dadu on the other hand loved sitting at the table from where he could look down at people going or waving me bye or just answering the phones. Their memories are so fresh in my mind. I just dont feel like letting them go. They give me strength. My grandparents never distrusted me or questioned me. I was myself with them. I did not even have a chance to tell Thakuma about my husband(then boyfriend). I wonder what she would have said. Dadu was their for my wedding but I do not think he understood the sindoor on my head. He kept looking at it and smiling. I was my grandparents little pet. I know now they are looking from heaven and smiling at me. I am happy that they have each other again now. But what about me? I miss them. It is my grief that no one will understand. I feel something missing in me without them.

How colors come back

I love colors. I feel the need to have an assortment of colors in everything I own. I feel the colors I wear on a particular day reflect my mood-sad or happy- on that day. Every color has a story to say and this story varies for person to person. I think red is the color of happiness and marriage for me while for some it is blood and horror. I feel red is also a very Bengali and Indian color. One finds red in almost every Indian design. My rental house has a lot of red colors as it is shows my fascination for indian designs. But then I decided to diverge from red to bring some variety in my life. I made my den a black and white room. This reflects my love for technology and contemporary life. But it is not just plain black as I feel that is cold. So I have traditional designs in black and white to exude the same warmth. My bedroom was very nature inspired and I brought in nature's pictures in green and blue. This is not a bright green as that is hideous to me. It the soft green of the leaves. I cannot sleep outside so thought of bringing the nature indoors. That led to me to making my rental bathroom a blueish gray in the accessories. I find this color to be soothing and yet has a freshness and newness in its color. I made my patio white to give it a romantic and airy feeling. I did not want it to impose on the lovely colors of nature. I thought I would bring a new color by getting blue plates and moving away from my Indian red plates. But alas! I picked out the same bluish grey color I have in my bathroom. It just showed that no matter how many colors you bring into your life, they will still come in the same contrastness as you like. I feel I am attached to certain hues of every color as they come with their own story and emotion so deeply attached to my mind.

Crowds

The Cherry Blossoms in DC was interesting for me. I chose the busiest day, best day, perfect weather and cherry trees at their bloom to visit DC. The Metro was crowded and packed. One had to push herself to get inside the Metro. It was crazy. And everyone seemed to be at the tidal basin at the same time. I was with a jolly and fun group of friends. I do not know why I did not seem to mind the crowd. I actually enjoyed watching see so many people coming together to see the same attraction. It felt good to be amongst the crowd. I loved looking around at the diverse crowds. There were people from every corner of the world. Everyone was enjoying themselves. I did not feel lonely. It felt like I was in India during the Pujas where everyone is in a gay mood. For the first time, the crowds were not pushing/shoving and people were just have a good time in looking at something spectacular which nature offered to us. The Cherry trees were the star of the show as they just looking like heavenly trees with their light and puffy pink and white flowers. One could hardly see a brown branch. I just loved the whole cherry blossom event.

Our New Car

I do not drive but my husband loves to drive. It is relaxing for him. I love to go for long drives. We have never had a new car. We have only used Honda cars as they are reliable, affordable and comfortable. Our previous cars were small cars but we still managed to fit the most impossible things in it. But then we realized that we need a bigger car for my in-laws who will visit us and also for moving purposes. We do not like huge cars as they consume too much gas. My husband was debating and researching on German cars like Volkswagen cars. He was tired of Japanese cars. I am still learning the make of cars. When I first came into to USA, I could not even understand the difference between a sports car Mercedes and a second hand ordinary car. But now I can differentiate between real good cars and the ordinary ones. Anyways, I was thinking about costs. I thought that why not buy a new car. It would be our first new car. We could not afford much. We explored many cars. We did not like the German car we saw. We had to stay within our budget as we had a pre approved loan. I was for some reason drawn towards Honda again. We have had a 1998 civic and a 2004 accord before. I liked the Honda service and especially their sales people. I persuaded my husband to drive the Crv. It just seemed right. It had a lot of space inside and it was super comfortable. But I knew my husband was disappointed to not buy a german car. I do not know why but I wanted him to finally own a new car. It would be his car. I just felt he should have the best. I was emotional and he finally fell it. It was tensed as there were so many procedures and we had not eaten anything whole day. But once my husband was with me, I knew we would get the car. I was still a bit scared. After hours, we finally got the new car. It was a black car. It looked big, imposing and curvy and yet not just a huge car. It had a certain class to it. I think I kept smiling and looking and digesting the fact that we finally owned a new car. I would keep looking at the car from my house window. The next day when the bank lady finally said congratulations did it actually give me a pride in owning this absolutely beautiful, magnificent and grand car. My landlord repeated the word beautiful three times. It was truly a trophy. I still am smiling at my car. I had always hoped for a new black car and this one perfectly fits my wish. I am too elated. I do not want to show it off as this is our first new car. It is a joy that my husband and I feel and cherish. It is not a joy of showing off and I am scared of people not understanding our happiness and pride. I just love my car. It is huge but yet not too imposing. I can clearly see outside as the car is high. It is fun sitting in the car. It feels kind of exciting. I am too elated. I love my new car. It just was the right car and I knew it from the time I saw it. That is why I had pulled my husband to consider the car. He knows that both of us just cant stop smiling. We love our decision to buy the new black Honda crv. aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Dont like anything to shop

I have to find the right valentines day gift. But I cannot find anything. It has never happened before to me. I just do not like anything. I thought of buying a few clothes but I do not like any tops. Is there something wrong to this shopaholic or are the stores not just producing good clothes? My misery continues as I continue to search for beautiful and attractive tops.