You go inside a book shop


The first row itself excites you


Select the ones which you like


You turn to another aisle


Something else catches your fancy


Not wanting to leave it, you take that too


After 4 floors and 16 aisles


you have more books than you intended to buy


but sadly, your purse does not agree to your whims


you start choosing from the bounty which you so lovingly created


after some heart wrenching moments, you choose the best of the lot


at the moment of billing, your eye falls on THE book


How can you not own that, you ask yourself


And you lovingly indulge yourself, smiling and laughing


I paid a visit to Blossoms on Saturday. Needless to say, I was overjoyed. Came out with heavy bags and a light purse 😉


P.S Replace the word book with sari. Same experience no 😀