The Eternal Tie

She would run her fingers through the recesses...she would taste the tanginess of the liquid...she would smell so deep that orgasm would become a matter of convenience...she would look with microscopic eyes for each mole..each cut so as to internalize it...and then like a love-lorn soul give in to the temptations...

She would question..and then look in disbelief. She just wouldn't give away her much nurtured, much loved possession without inspection. She would ask the silliest of questions, express the gravest of concerns only to be assuaged by the other party who holds as much stake in the bargain. She wouldn't make do with the first or the second that comes her way. She would argue with her husband that after all its the question of not just their money that would be spent in the affair but a lot lot more. She would do a background check to confirm the details...the minutest ones regarding faith, value, trust, mobility, expectations...

She would sit idle in a corner...not admitting what she wants...a little tear drop prancing from one corner of her eye to the other...like a little girl she wouldn't go out...she wouldn't succumb to the chirpings of the friends though her heart would yearn to leap out....she would wait till someone convinced her to get what she wanted...she would play a thousand mind games so as not to show that she had won but that she had yielded to someone else's persuasion.

Such is the bond between a woman and her shopping. She may not be a good lover or a not-so-fussy mother looking for the right match for her marriageable daughter or a angelic li'l kid herself, but she sure knows how to create the right concoction of each of these roles when it comes to the object of her desire! Be it a high end perfume, a simple piece of muslin cloth or a mango pickle...you can't beat a woman and her ways!