Well Chennai is not a regular city at least for someone like me who can’t speak the language! (No offence to the people who stay here though) I meant it’s not like any other city where you can pick up your bags and roam around the city alone. Eat somewhere and buy some knick knacks. You seriously need to know the language to do that. As in I have got lost around 10 times! It’s also because of my poor road sense. Well so I got to know about this place called Vijaya Stores in Mylapore. I saw the stuff that you get there and it was amazing. Fell in love with the stuff the moment I saw it. So today I kind of left office a bit early around, 6’o clockish. Waited for 41-D (that’s a bus number). I waited in the bus stand for around 10 minutes. Auto ‘wallahs’ from the opposite were nudging each other and calling me out. I pretended to pay no attention. After 10 minutes I crossed the road. Then I hear the screeching sound of a bus. I strained my head and turned back and saw that the bus standing proudly out there was none other than 41-D. I again missed the bus because of my sheer stupidity . So I thought I will get hold of an auto. ‘Annah’( that’s brother in tamil) “Mylaporah Indian Bankah”! I try to add the Tamil accent thinking that they just might charge me less. “Annah! How muchah”. Another try you see. “50 Rupeesah”.
“ NO Annah no 40 rupeesa. Annah please” . I don’t even know how far is Mylapore from Abhiramapuram. So he takes me through these lanes and I just suspected him that he is taking me somewhere else. But Annah had taken me to the right place only. I got down from the auto and to my right is Indian Bank. Then I see ‘Vijaya Stores’ just a couple of shops away. Yay! I felt so happy. I paid him 40 rupees and ran away yo Vijaya store. Well this Vijaya Store didn’t look to me like the one I was expecting. I scrumbled through some of the knick knacks there. Colourful glass bangles, sindoor boxes, false hair, wooden boxes, Magenta pink wooden birds. You name it and they have it. But they didn’t have what I was looking for. I went up to the counter and god save me that girl could speak in English. I tried explaining what I was looking for. She tried a lot to help me but they didn’t have that. I just tried one more time and asked “do you know of any other Vijaya Store”? She was like “ya ya just go straightah 10 shops”! I was like yay! So I started walking .A walked quite a bit and came back to this roadside vendor. There were these two ladies sitting there and they had this big thela kind of thing. They had the worlds smallest diyas . They looked so cute. But I can’t buy something which is breakable. I started walking past and there there was a smaller ‘Vijaya Store’. Tried explaining there what I wanted luckly one guy understood what I wanted and told me to walk past the temple and to this shop called Rashi. Hmm so I came out of the second Vijaya Store and started walking and then I saw to my left a shop selling kurtis . I hopped to that shop. Ya it had nice jaipuri kurtas and lots of nice wooden toys for children. I started asking this guy to show me kurts in English. He showed me this pink kurta and I really like it. And guess what this guy started talking to another guy in Hindi. The other guy looked like he was from
Today was the day I understood the exuberance of street shopping. You can actually smell the place and feel it. Its the streets where you meet and see such interesting people. It’s very much unlike malls. I absolutely detest malls. They are the same everywhere. You will never get such satisfaction in malls.
Today I have fallen for Chennai!
p.s. While I was coming back in the auto I see three other Vijaya Stores!