Rakshabandan is an Indian festival wherein a sister ties a band on the brother so that he protects her(he protects her either ways, just in the name of a festival). The brother in return has to buy her a gift. Cousins are involved too.
Last year or five months ago, when I was in India, we had this particular festival coming up. My cousin sister was the one tying the Rakhi or the band for me. I had bought her a gift long ago, but my cousin brother whose Rakhi was also being tied by cousin sister woke up just the day before the festival. Me and my brother were either ways on our way to watch a movie the next day, so we thought we would be there early and we would book the ticket and then hunt for the gift.
The next day we were on our way to the mall and we saw nothing great on the way apart from a pace of donkeys. We reached the place three hours early. We booked our ticket and started our hunt for the gift.
My brother first thought of a key chain. We inspected the store carefully. Then he said, "I think we should check for something better. Don't you?"
"I guess.", I replied.
We then thought of buying her a music CD. We headed to the store and we found nothing she would like!
"Hell!", my brother exclaimed.
"Think of something else.", I said.
"Perfume!"
"Great idea!"
We headed to the store. After fifteen minutes of sniffing like dogs, we understood that we are really bad at choosing perfumes. We are equally bad with cosmetics, so we dropped that idea.
At last my brother thought of something sensible, a card! We knew we could buy her a card along with the gift! After another fifteen minutes of looking at one card after the other, we made up our minds to buy a simple yet beautiful card.
After an hour, when only half an hour was left for the movie, we decided to buy the key chain. We took ten minutes to choose the the key chain and another ten to pay the money after waiting in the queue. We were lucky enough to reach in time for the movie.
The next day when my sister saw the gifts she screamed(just kidding)!
Hasta la Vista,
K
Last year or five months ago, when I was in India, we had this particular festival coming up. My cousin sister was the one tying the Rakhi or the band for me. I had bought her a gift long ago, but my cousin brother whose Rakhi was also being tied by cousin sister woke up just the day before the festival. Me and my brother were either ways on our way to watch a movie the next day, so we thought we would be there early and we would book the ticket and then hunt for the gift.
The next day we were on our way to the mall and we saw nothing great on the way apart from a pace of donkeys. We reached the place three hours early. We booked our ticket and started our hunt for the gift.
My brother first thought of a key chain. We inspected the store carefully. Then he said, "I think we should check for something better. Don't you?"
"I guess.", I replied.
We then thought of buying her a music CD. We headed to the store and we found nothing she would like!
"Hell!", my brother exclaimed.
"Think of something else.", I said.
"Perfume!"
"Great idea!"
We headed to the store. After fifteen minutes of sniffing like dogs, we understood that we are really bad at choosing perfumes. We are equally bad with cosmetics, so we dropped that idea.
At last my brother thought of something sensible, a card! We knew we could buy her a card along with the gift! After another fifteen minutes of looking at one card after the other, we made up our minds to buy a simple yet beautiful card.
After an hour, when only half an hour was left for the movie, we decided to buy the key chain. We took ten minutes to choose the the key chain and another ten to pay the money after waiting in the queue. We were lucky enough to reach in time for the movie.
The next day when my sister saw the gifts she screamed(just kidding)!
Hasta la Vista,
K
