"May I help you sir?" The attendant asked us with the typical plastic smile of a salesman, at the pantaloons store in the Iskcon Mall, Surat.
"I want to buy a jeans pant." My friend humbly asked.
"What is her waist size?"
"Her…? Excuse me… I’m not going to buy it for my girlfriend, I need it for myself." My friend shouted.
"I am sorry sir but this is the ladies section." He cleared his point, and pointed, “You may go that side, sir.” I’ll take you there.
I instantly cleared my throat, thank you for embarrassing, I thought while he continued.
"Please follow me this way sir." He leaded us like the commander leading the soldiers.
We followed.
After perusing a heap of jeans, we finally got what we wanted. The texture, the clothing, the color, the fitting everything was just perfect for my friend. We knew our shopping was done. Out of curiosity my friend thought of checking it out one final time. And that was when he found the zip was not working…
“WTF…!” He must have mumbled.
Believe me had it been anything else, he might have still thought of buying that rare looking jeans but the zip… No way was he ready to go public with his stuff.
"Could you please give me another of this thing?" He asked the attendant.
"Sorry sir we got only one piece."
"But the zip isn't working."
"If you give us two days we can provide you with another piece of this type."
"All right. We'll come in the week end."
"Sure sir, Thank you."
Dejected I stepped out of the mall and as we took our bike for home, a thought flashed into my idle mind: How amazing it is that we come to learn about some valuable morals of the human life by connecting the daily silly routine experiences with the virtuousness
“No matter how good a pant is…!! If the zip doesn't work ... nothing works.”
Something inside me immediately replaced the word pant with person and zip with character.
"I want to buy a jeans pant." My friend humbly asked.
"What is her waist size?"
"Her…? Excuse me… I’m not going to buy it for my girlfriend, I need it for myself." My friend shouted.
"I am sorry sir but this is the ladies section." He cleared his point, and pointed, “You may go that side, sir.” I’ll take you there.
I instantly cleared my throat, thank you for embarrassing, I thought while he continued.
"Please follow me this way sir." He leaded us like the commander leading the soldiers.
We followed.
After perusing a heap of jeans, we finally got what we wanted. The texture, the clothing, the color, the fitting everything was just perfect for my friend. We knew our shopping was done. Out of curiosity my friend thought of checking it out one final time. And that was when he found the zip was not working…
“WTF…!” He must have mumbled.
Believe me had it been anything else, he might have still thought of buying that rare looking jeans but the zip… No way was he ready to go public with his stuff.
"Could you please give me another of this thing?" He asked the attendant.
"Sorry sir we got only one piece."
"But the zip isn't working."
"If you give us two days we can provide you with another piece of this type."
"All right. We'll come in the week end."
"Sure sir, Thank you."
Dejected I stepped out of the mall and as we took our bike for home, a thought flashed into my idle mind: How amazing it is that we come to learn about some valuable morals of the human life by connecting the daily silly routine experiences with the virtuousness
“No matter how good a pant is…!! If the zip doesn't work ... nothing works.”
Something inside me immediately replaced the word pant with person and zip with character.
