LULU I HATE YOU

Why on earth would anybody go to a mall on a beautiful day? In fact, why would anybody go to a mall at all?I asked myself that question many times as I drove to the LULU Mall on a recent Saturday afternoon. But the answer was always the same: WE ARE CRAZY!!

Wedding shopping has started to irritate me. The fake smile that I put on as I go hunting for some crazy stuff for my little cousin’s is not helping much.I don’t get time to talk to my fiancé for by the time I hit back home, I would be too tired to put my phone to charge.(Mr CEO,pls note the reason for my non availability on calls).

PHOTO : JINSON ABRAHAM

Among other errands today, I needed to hit up LULU Mall.  Ugh.  As soon as I started walking through The Bay from the parking lot, I remembered just how much I despise malls, mall-related shit, and the people who hang out in them. 

Shopping was uneventful but while leaving LULU, right in front of me (I actually had to stop, he was right in the path of everyone walking out into the food court), this 5-year-old shithead pulled a nice, juicy wad of gum from his mouth, dropped it to the floor, then proceeded to try and smoosh it into the floor with his shoe.  I looked up and there were his minders, sort of hovering there, pretending not to notice.  I barked “GROSS!” in their general direction and decided perhaps it was time to grab a Coke. 

By the time I got my car out of the damn mall my half a litre petrol was already burned, thanks to the long parking queue. I decided never again i am stepping into this damn mall, only to realize I had 45 missed call alerts from the CEO. Damn this vibration mode doesn’t work. 

Thank god he had dropped a message. “Hope you are busy with the meetings, tomorrow we have a meeting at LULU Mall at 9 AM”, read the message.

Damn I hate this mall more.