When I paid extra for a pair of cotton pants!

Last week I was roaming around in a new city, the curious me was trying to find new and local places to shop, exciting places to eat which brought me and my mom to a street with endless options for shopping.

The warm, sunny day was about to get more warm as we started our outing. The street was filled with colourful dresses and endless amount of accessories. You name it and they had it. I am not the fan of roadside shopping, but when I travel I do like to get something which reminds me of that place. And so I dragged my mom along with me that day.

Somewhere down that street we stopped outside a shop which was comparatively more crowded than others, where I liked a pair of cotton pants. Every single person was trying to bargain with the owner of the shop, whom I could yet not see.

Slowly, one after the other the customers went away with only one of them buying something, and then I had the shock of that day. I was waving at the pants hanging outside, trying to know it’s price, when a small child, peeped outside and shouted that it was worth 300₹. That small child who could not have been a day older than 10, seemed to be the owner or the temporary owner of that place.

We asked her if there was any elder person who should have been there, or anyone who we could talk to instead of her, but she constantly said only one thing, “I am here to sell, there is no one else except for me and a younger sister of mine.” We wanted to talk to her more, but she did not want to answer. It seemed we were prying on her life, and new customers were pouring in.

So when she asked, “Do you want to buy it or not? My last price is 290₹?” I took out the money, paid her and bought those pants.

I stopped by my mom at her initial trial of bargain and simply paid 300₹.  The pants weren’t really unique, not that they were branded or something, may be if we would have haggled we might have convinced someone to sell it for 250, but I just didn’t feel like doing it. I felt for a 10 year old trying to make money on a weekday!


Published by Moushmi Radhanpara

A bilingual writer, Moushmi Radhanpara has authored three poetry collections so far, namely POSIES and 03:21 AM –An Ode to Rust & Restlessness, and Resignation of an Angel. She is also scribbling an unplanned rough draft of a story as a part of NANOWRIMO 2020 and hopes that something might come out of it. She has also co-authored two books, The Lockdown Stories and Mirage so far. Her poetries can be found on her blog https://aestheticmiradh.com/ and a few other online portals. She believes in the fact that a better reader makes a better writer. Reading a 100 books a year is her latest obsession. She can be found either drunk on coffee or hiding away from everything and admiring the gorgeous sun.

22 thoughts on “When I paid extra for a pair of cotton pants!

  1. This is so typical of us that when we can spend thousands at malls, restaurants and expensive places and when we buy something from a street local shop we tend to bargain ..

    And we don’t let our teenage kids at home work and so protective about them and kids who are poor they grow up so early to be mature and responsible..

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      1. I can understand that…but dont let evil of others change the good in you! Keep the same way….this world needs people like you! Maybe make sure the moment you realize the emotional side is being taken for a ride, then immediately get off it!!!

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      2. But that’s the problem, and it has been long since I have stopped showing my emotional side to people I know. Blogging is a recluse, and I am a whole other person here, I let out everything here, keep nothing inside, but I don’t do it otherwise, because I know I am going to be played with,
        Sooner or later people do play, and you are left with nothing.

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      3. People are mean and cunning…the real face is uncovered only later (sometimes after years!) …and it hurts after building up a friendship and relationship for so long , sharing everything, getting attached emotionally, investing time and emotions…and one day it all comes crashing down tearing the heart apart and giving unbearable pain! And then we stop trusting or getting involved (for how long? depends upon the intensity of pain incurred in the previous heartbreak)…and sometimes even after knowing that we are getting played we continue to let it happen like fools!! 🙈 … so yeah it’s better to avoid showing true self to everyone and let it out to an anonymous crowd (blogging!)…

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