From “Live to Eat’ to ‘Eat to Live’

Posted on October 1st, 2011 by Harsh

There’s one common trend or habit that I can’t help noticing amongst foodies, including me. We’ll get up in the morning and promise to eat healthy, we’ll go out in the evening and won’t be able to resist the junkiest food, and crib about it after we’ve had it. Let me be honest, it’s hard (on the verge of being impossible) to resist the food that you like, which in most cases is not textbook healthy. Eating healthy is as much a fad as is eating out. It seems that all of us are nutritionists without a formal degree and some of us know more than the qualified dieticians. Eating wisdom is palpable especially amongst women. They can oft be heard saying, “Don’t eat after 8”, “eat salad once a day,” “eat one fruit a day”, “don’t eat McDonald’s or Domino’s”, whilst they would be fantasising hot chocolate fudge and all their wisdom would dissolve in the deepest subconscious when the sinful bite of chocolate would strike the greedy palates.

Moving beyond criticising women, I have recently experienced a shift from “live to eat” to “eat to live”. This does not mean that I only drink fresh juice and eat beetroot all the time. It’s making simple changes, understanding your body type, respecting your body, and keeping it fit to perform your day to day operations and also sleep well. It certainly means eating out and eating junk, but not an overdrive of any one kind of diet. Well, it means eating frugally, eating when you are hungry, when you get a signal from your body that it needs to be nourished. It means eating a healthy and filling breakfast, lunch and an on-time dinner. Also, getting rid of alcohol, at least on weekdays, or resorting to healthy red wine.

“Eating to live” is a tough but blissful exercise. Whilst the initial resistance is punishing, the results can be rewarding. With time, there is lesser urge to ‘overeat’ and eat junk food. However, I allow myself one indulgence a day, which could be a cup of strong coffee, or an ice cream, cheesy sandwich, just so that joy of eating is not killed. It also makes me value this kind of food more, and I have started relishing it all the more. When I order a pizza now, it feels like a treasure to me, and I often take a lot of time finishing because I want to relish each bite.

On the other hand, I have developed taste for some food that was earlier not a part of my eating habit, like Tulsi tea with honey (instead of caffeine-rich beverages) , egg white (sometimes I put a bit of butter to add to taste), red wine (instead of whiskey or beer), etc.  If I manage to leave my stomach a bit empty after meals, I feel lighter and more active through the day.

What inspires me to “eat to live” mode is not weight loss, since that happens with other contributions like exercise. The feel good factor of eating right is astounding but happens when you sustain with eating to live on a longer period than a motivation for few days.
If you want to switch from “live to eat” to “eat to live” then you will need to make  affirmative changes to the way you eat.

#1 Compulsively buy healthy food. If your refrigerator is stuffed with fresh fruits and vegetables then you would be compelled to finish them than go out and eat. Do that every evening while coming back from work.

#2 Remember your resolution. This is where most of us give up. Some like to put this message on the wallpaper of their desktops or mobile phones, some like a gentle reminder from their peers, colleagues. I remember having a friend who wanted to quit smoking. To do that, he challenged his colleagues at work that whosoever caught him with a cigarette in and around office will get an instant reward of Rs. 100.

# 3 Eat Slow. Eating slow does wonders to us. If we chew the food right and eat it in a relaxed manner we will always digest the food better. Eating slow does not usually happen with sinful food where our animal instincts find an outlet.

# 4 Exercise. If you exercise regularly and reap the benefits, you would not want to ruin the effort by having unhealthy stuff.

# 5 Eat light @ night. This is the trump card. If you eat light and early in the evening, then you will always have stomach for a filling breakfast, which always tends to be the healthiest meal of the day.

Eating to Live is a long term investment and can keep you away from a lot of ailments such as diabetes, strokes, digestive disorders, dysfunctions and malnutrition. In my case, my body took a long time getting used to the mode and I have had problems with digestion. There were other aspects like going to bed psychologically hungry, not having eaten something that stuffs the stomach. From what I have heard and read, Eating to Live can be a habit only if practised religiously. So, next time you cross Domino’s, don’t let a picture of cheesy pizza appear on your mind, instead picture the perfect health of yours and worship it by sticking to Eating to Live mode.

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The Affluence Of Lower/Middle Class

Posted on September 15th, 2011 by Harsh

What has made me write this piece are a few observations I have made in the past few weeks. My housemaid (bartanwali) charges Rs. 1000/month from me and does about 6 houses in a day. She also has her mother who does the same number. She has two males at home who do mechanical work in Industrial area and make more money than her. Conservatively speaking, they collectively take home tax-free income of about Rs. 30,000/month. I may sound ignorant here but that’s an eye opener for me. A few years back housemaids were looked upon as below-the-poverty-line people who would feed on the leftovers at our homes. Nowadays, they carry fancier mobile phones than us (in some cases).

On the other hand, if I look at my dhobi, I never pay him less than Rs. 100 whenever he irons my clothes. Sometimes, when there are saris or coats, billing is well over Rs. 200 or so. The dhobi gets business from at least 50 households in our locality. He bills me appx Rs. 500 (we are only two of us at home) every time, and even if take a minimum ballpark of Rs. 700/month/household he makes Rs 35,000 easily. Ok, he would have some expense, but still he would end up making 80% of the receipt. And that’s tax-free! He also does a part time job somewhere else where he makes a monthly income of Rs 10,000. His kids go to a good private school. He drives a better scooter than my immediate neighbour (I hope that neighbour doesn’t read my blog), and commands respect.

My local barber, who till a few years back seemed to be a poor guy himself, now charges me Rs 50/haircut, has an AC installed in his salon. He has tremendous footfalls, and my guess is that he bills anything between Rs. 50,000 – 80,000/month. He has two employees. He must be left with good 70% of the billing amount every month.

My point is that no body is poor nowadays. My locality sweeper wears Nike sneakers, and my office boy wears fake Benetton, has a fridge at home and finds it below his dignity if asked to travel by bus. What also intrigues me is that these so-called poor people have blossomed due to the new-found affluence in middle class. Since I am also middle class I am very happy and proud to see that every middle class household has created employment and given these small time entrepreneurs (or self-employed) people their share of rewards. And thanks to the surging high class that has pulled the middle class up.

Time we Indians rise above the poverty line and welcome a new self-sufficient India.

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What BCCI Can and Cannot

Posted on September 2nd, 2011 by Harsh

Now that the sports minister Ajay Maken is fighting tooth and nail to have the richest sports body in India under government control, the controversy is getting hotter and hotter. Yesterday, the sacked IPL commissioner Lalit Modi spoke on Times Now that the  government should be kept out of an autonomous body like the Board of Cricket Control in India, to which Arnab promptly reacted: “But you don’t propagate keeping the politicians out of the system?” That’s a valid question but has a very valid answer. All politicians or bureaucrats who have been associated with the BCCI so far have done that in their individual capacity and not as government representatives. It was in the 90s that Madhavrao Scindia chaired the BCCI. A prominent MP and minister, Scindia worked hard for the BCCI, and his charisma helped the then-not-so-profitable board expand across the length and breadth of India. It also happened during liberalisation when the India was getting more enterprising.

Then there was the Dalmiya era where he capitalised brilliantly on the foundations laid by Scindia. Dalmiya went on to become ICC Chairman post his retirement from the BCCI. Now that the BCCI is a hugely profitable entity, every body wants to ride on the wave. The IPL has been a huge success (The club culture in India still came very late), and everyone’s made money. Cricket in India was never so well marketed and monetized. And like every successful entity in India, corruption seeped into cricket also.

 

I am not in favour of BCCI being controlled by the Government because it has done very well as an autonomous body. It’s been handled more professionally than any other sports body in India. In my opinion, there’s a lot more that BCCI can do. The domestic cricket is in shambles. No one watches Ranji matches. A one-day tournament like T20 can be organized and generate public interest. The revival of domestic cricket can also give us a huge market like the US and some European countries.

What BCCI can’t do in medium-term is generating a transparent system that is free of corruption. With more than a billion people to market and cater to, the potential is huge. There’s unprecedented growth that can be attained. With the growing middle-class, that craves for entertainment, and the corporate sector that perennially looks out for sponsoring mediums (F1 is going to be big), the BCCI can capitalize as much as they want to. Our domestic circuit can be bigger than the NBA or NASSCAR. It’s time BCCI knows the untapped market that lies before them. If the BCCI looks beyond the Tendulkars and Dhonis they can create domestic heroes (IPL has made way for Valthaty and Ashwin).

For now, the BCCI needs to keep itself outside the Government net and concentrate on creating a system that develops players, and my personal plea would be to finally develop some genuine fast bowlers. We are sick of military medium.    

So much for Messi!

Posted on August 31st, 2011 by Harsh

Ok, Lionel Messi has landed last night at about 3 in India, 3:15 to be precise. I have heard that there were thousands of Messi fans outside the International terminal at Kolkata Airport to catch a glimpse of FIFA player of the year. Unfortunately, including the media, nobody could spot him, nor came to know which exit he used to get to his hotel. So much of snobbery! And such foolishness from Indian fans. If Messi doesn’t even care to wave at his fans when he arrives in India and the secrecy is so high that it would even give Obama (he held his own umbrella when he landed in China) some blushes, then why go around chasing him like a dog in heat.

To pamper him more and make him feel as if God has landed in India, Ranbeer Kapoor has booked stall tickets for the match, and not VIP tickets! Priyanka Chopra will be there to watch Argentina take on Venezuela. Amisha Patel has expressed regret that she will not be able to make it for the match– I didn’t know hitherto that she was a football fan. The 120,000-seater Salt Lake stadium is all set to erupt when Argentina takes on Venezuela. All this while the Barcelona-fed Argentine would be thinking when the FIFA obligation will get over and he’ll get to return to Spain.

Ok, let me clarify I have nothing against Messi. I have no doubts that he is the best player of all times. I am just astonished that we Indians have made a far too big deal of his landing in India. He’s just a footballer at the end of the day. I would like to watch him play football someday but that’s it. I admire the footballer, not the person, simply because I don’t know him. Then there are 30-odd other players landing with him who will be subject to some kind of step treatment and I can bet most Indians can’t even name another Argentine footballer than Messi, and they don’t need to because none is as great. It’s the hype that attracts us.

I hope Messi has a great time in Kolkata, and football fans, get to see a great game with a great footballer, minus the unnecessary hype that elevates an ordinary man with special skill to the level of semi-god.

Anna or no Anna

Posted on August 18th, 2011 by Harsh

Nothing is permanent – Buddha

It was only yesterday that I was intrigued to know ‘Who is Anna?’ May be it had to do with my dad continuously watching TV at full volume for two days without caring to eat a bite (a bit exaggerated) or the protestors that I witnessed on Jail Road near Tihar Jail on my way to office (only a road divides my locality and Tihar Jail), or it could be our good new Facebook which is replete with wall posts unconditionally supporting Anna Hazare.

Anna’s history is interesting. He was inducted into the army at a young age, was a part of the Sino-Chinese war in 1965, volunteered for premature retirement at the age of 39, and returned to his village. He set up a rainwater conservation system in his village to establish a supply of electricity and water and won the trust of the people. May be that was the turning point, and Anna never looked back. He food-fasted his way through the Bal Thackery-BJP government in 1995 and irked the likes of Sharad Pawar. Having gained confidence and unparallel expertise in ‘fast-till-you-can-live’ he moved to Delhi and was instrumental in passing the RTI Bill.
With the Jan Lokpal bill that promises to put an end to corruption, Anna has gained unprecedented mass support and given a few sleepless nights to the UPA, primarily the Gandhis. I still have my concerns how a bill that can be manipulated and rendered ineffective at the convenience of judicial system can really curb corruption. Ok, making a change to the system is the first step, but I would still question the longevity. 

Personally, the support that I see for Anna Hazare especially from the youth is more of a psychological healing for the masses. Having stored tons of frustration, it is an easy outlet. And we always love demeaning any one in power, don’t we? Having said that, I am very neutral and believe it is just a fodder for the media, a well-weaved diversion from other important issues that plague our country, and an impermanent operation that is entertaining millions of us.

I cannot predict how long the protestors would vociferously protest in front of Tihar Jail (I was there last night) but all I can see is an act that makes a bit of sense and lot of non-sense. One thing is for sure, all Saas-Bahu serials and KBCs would record lowest TRPs will the Anna Saga is going on. Good time for brands to shift their loyalties to news channels and make hay whilst the sun shines. And for good times sake, I hope corruption ends too!

The Calmness Quotient

Posted on July 25th, 2011 by Harsh

A lot has been said about the calm that we need to maintain in a chaotic world and almost perpetual chaotic surroundings. With incessant chattering, stress and never-ending to-do lists, it is getting difficult for us to maintain a calm and sense of balance. For those who are fiercely ambitious and competitive, attaining calm is more difficult than getting on the top of Mt Everest. So, what can make us calm all the time? After a few experiments on myself, I think the following would:

a)    Meditate: A few minutes in the morning or any time of the day can really help you ‘service’ your mind and align you back with your life. Apart from servicing your life, meditation also silences your mind, hence helping you sleep better which is so vital to maintaining calmness. A state of nothingness for a few minutes can help you think better.

b)    Live in the moment: We are almost perennially dogged by the worries of the past or the anxieties of the future. All of them are usually external of us, like an approaching deadline, an argument with someone, a meal that did not taste well, etc. Allowing past to be history and future an unforeseeable time lets us attach with our present, the moment we live in. It also lets us live happy. Remember, resentment is nothing but a ‘memory’.

c)    Release the endorphins: Doing what we enjoy everyday for 30 minutes goes a long way in keeping us balanced and aligned. It could be a swim, a run in the park, a game of tennis, talking to your best friend, reading, watching a sitcom, etc. For me, running has for long been a great stress buster, an endorphin releasing activity.

d)   Eat well: I am a bad eater myself. I eat junk, and rarely detoxify myself. Having said that, when I eat light and put more leafy vegetables and fruits into my system, I feel a sense of calm within me. Eating junk and heavy often adds to mental stress. Small frequent healthy meals would also make you feel light, and if you have weight problems, you’ll also end up losing a few unwanted pounds.

e)    Spiritual Discourses: This isn’t for everyone, but does no harm to anyone. We all have heard fundamentals of good holistic living, but a little revision of the same bears well for all of us. I usually listen to discourses when I go for long drives.
 

Bad Service, Stinking Staff!

Posted on July 18th, 2011 by Harsh

Either I have extreme standards of serving a client or there’s something wrong out there. I’ll start with an example, and that of one of my most favourite places. I was at Subway in DLF Promenade a few days back. It is a small counter if you have seen it; barely 3 people can stand at the counter at one time. The story goes like this: I ordered two chicken tikka subs – toasted, without cheese, wheat bread – and the staff member on the other side of the counter heard me out and put the bread in the oven to toast. In the meanwhile, I turned around to have a word with my friend. When I looked back, the Subway man had already put all the vegetables in the sub. When I asked him why he did not ask me the vegetables I wanted, he replied that I was looking somewhere else, so he ‘assumed’ that I’d like to have all vegetables. On showing my shock and displeasure, I politely told him that that’s the not the way it is supposed to be done and since I am a regular at Sub, I have always been asked specifically about the choice of vegetables. Equally displeased, the Subway man across the counter very conveniently asked me the vegetables I’d like to have and offered to remove the ones that I do not want. Quite anguished with the unapologetic behaviour I looked around for a senior person and could not find any. Also, I noted that the other staff members refused to involve themselves in the issue and gave it a royal cold shoulder. Flabbergasted, I asked the guy the reason for this misbehaviour, upon which he left the counter furiously, handing over the reigns to a fellow staff member. The fellow staff member took over quite sublimely, but my bad day continued as when he packed the subs, he forgot to label them!

Let me quote another small incident at American Diners at India Habitat Center! About a month ago, I went to the place in the evening to have a cup of coffee. Since there was no place inside, I sat on the table outside despite of the hot weather. When I signalled a waitress, she arrived after good 5 minutes. As I was about to place my order, she informed me that that they don’t serve outside. I asked her to put my name on the waiting list, and asked her to serve me a glass of water. To my surprise, she said a blunt NO to that request. I believe Diners doesn’t serve water outside.

I’d have a few more tales to exemplify the degrading service that we are experiencing nowadays and it is not just limited to restaurants. Here’s another very short story to illustrate that: About a fortnight ago, I contacted Automax Honda in Mayapuri as I wanted to buy a new tyre for my car. The executive at the other end asked me to come over any time to get the new tyre. So, the next day, I made my way to Automax. To keep it short, I was made to wait for 20 minutes only to discover that they did not have the tyre in the service centre. I was disgusted but did not want to spoil my monthly Saturday off. From there, I made my way to Volkswagen West Delhi to check out Polo, where the receptionist told me that there was no salesman available. Upon which, I looked at her bemused , expecting her to clarify or tell me a time when I would be able to see one. But, I was experiencing another bad servicing day. She stood poker-faced, probably waiting for me to leave!!! When I requested for a salesman, one arrived after 20 minutes (with many reminders in between). He was quite polite and helpful, but it is another story that there was no car for test drive and as the man had promised, no one ever arrived the next day for a test drive at my home!

I believe all of us have numerous grievances, but in my case, the instances have increased manifold in the recent past. Hope it all falls in place one day. Also, thank god for my calmness (I intend to write more on my calmness quotient in near future) 

My short tryst with Osho

Posted on June 30th, 2011 by Harsh

Ever since I have taken spirituality seriously, I have listened to a number of discourses, done a few kinds of meditations and practiced a way of living to create eternal inner peace. This has varied from listening to many gurus and institutions, right from India to Australia to America. The purpose has been to attain overall well-being (physical, mental and social) through exercises, activities and merely transforming the way of living.

Whilst I keep my spiritual activities very personal, sometimes I do get to share them with friends around me, ie when I find a friend with patience to hear me. There’s one friend who bears the brunt very often, almost every day. Anyhow, moving to what I want to share. Lately, I have been listening mostly to Osho, also known as Bhagwan Rajneesh. To begin with, I have not ever been remotely religious all my life. I have been rather indifferent. This has helped me first not confuse spirituality with religiousness and secondly, not become a blind follower. Osho’s discourses to me have come as a revelation. No, they haven’t changed me, if that’s what people think discourses do. They have merely made me think. They have just stated the obvious, and somewhere helped me go within me and listen to myself than blindly working the way the world does.

The first discourse I heard from Osho was ‘Escaping into life, not from it’, which started with the statement: “Mind is a great deceiver. It takes you into the future and past all the time whereas authentic living is in the present.” I guess most of us somewhere have known this fact but the revision has been poor. It’s quite amazing that since I have heard this from Osho I have not forgot it, and tend to tell myself the same many times over. Those who have read The Secret would remember the “Remember to Remember” theory which pretty much says the same thing.

Osho also has views on marriage which we may not tend to agree with. On the other hand, he has a story to illustrate every thought, a though for every illustration. It’s not surprising that once you start listening to him, it is addictive and life-changing. Osho has views on everything that makes our life from career to family to communication to sex. A few days back a friend asked me if I agree with everything and anything that Osho has to say, to which I replied that “Discourses are the grocery store of my consciousness. I pick up what my consciousness needs and do not buy that it does not need.” Like a needy shopper, consciousness also buys what it needs. In any case, Osho has not laid down any commandments for living your life. I have to agree with him when he says that his emphasis is to build consciousness and not character, as there cannot be readymade answers to every question or situation in this world!

Also, Osho is not all seriousness. He has this incredibly charming sense of humor that can have you in splits. But behind every joke is a thought, a lesson that can be highly enlightening.

It’s been a good journey with Osho so far, and I am very excited what I have to hear from him as I have more of Osho.
 

The Alchemy of Two Chimneys!

Posted on May 3rd, 2011 by Harsh

Not too many journeys begin with almost a dozen travellers who have hardly bat an eyelid the night before in the excitement of embarking on a weekend trip to the hills. Such was a trip we had, and without any hint of exaggeration, the sleepless sojourn lasted three days and most importantly, two nights. Okay, there is a hint of exaggeration, just. Cumulatively, we all slept for may be 6 hours, barring me.

Gethia is a secluded village lost somewhere in the backyard of Nainatal. It is so isolated and lost in a natural trance that you would not even find a milestone on winding roads that lead to a home-stay-cum-resort named Two Chimneys. It is named so because there are two chimneys that shoot out of the tin roof of the crisp cluster of suites. The ascendance to Two chimneys is a view and experience in itself for Delhiites. It is an antonym to the congested and crowded Nainital, lacks the commercial prowess of Simla, and does not offer you any neighbourhood. Inside, Two Chimneys is a haven that affords a few finely-built suites with vintage interiors, somewhat carrying a colonial fragrance (even if we despise the days of the Raj). Beyond the colourful suites, there is a smallest of outdoor swimming pools, which is well-maintained. The breakfast and lunch is usually served on the deck by the pool. This apart, there is a bar room, a games room and another room tucked into the corner that is apparently booked for its famous owner Mr Tarun Tejpal (Editor, Writer). The sprawling lawns and the panoramic view that 2 Chimneys offers lend it a meditative appeal and a location that is worth visiting more than once.

The journey to Gethia from Delhi is not exactly very comfortably. The better part of Uttar Pradesh lacks proper infrastructure and flyovers that are perennially under construction. Narrow roads going through many villages just make the ride slower, and frustrating for the impatient souls. The railway crossing that we encountered on our way devoured an hour both sides. Traffic laws are most religiously broken. While we wait for the train to cross, each side becomes a one-lane driveway, with every SUV owner taking pride in overtaking the vehicle on the concrete road by zooming past him through the muddy path. The faster you zip off, the more powerful you are. The cars crowned with red lights unassumingly make way for themselves whilst two wheelers sneak their bikes into whatever gaps they can spot. What side of the road you are on doesn’t matter. It seems that the cops have quite conveniently submitted themselves to the lawlessness of the state, and revel in the chaotic traffic festival that the traffic signal offers. It is not merely a game of power to get better. You need skill, agility, an occasional verbal blow, capability to patiently brave a cattle attack, and the patience of a F1 driver who has just lost a wheel and still is in the reckoning.

In spite of the cruel journey, manic driving and countless tolls that you brave, it is worth its dime and time. Not to forget the number of highway Dhabas that you find on the way. Our choice was this heavily-advertised Apni Haveli just off Moradabad on Rampur Road. A curious guard security guard-cum-parking assistant dressed in Govinda-inspired orange pants and yellow shirt greeted us with a straight face and expressions that would remain still through the years. Apni Haveli isn’t really a great place. They have demarcated the so-called haveli into open and ‘fully’ air-conditioned spaces. Food is just as good or bad as you would find on any roadside dhaba. It can either delight you, make your frown, or just turn into a bug as soon it hits the intestine.

However, coming to the place that matters. If you go to Two Chimneys Gethia, you should plan to do nothing but stay there for at least three days. The service is spot-on. We made friends with waiters and caretakers. The staff was full of stories of leopards in the jungle and how they terrorized the villagers when once a female leopard gave birth to six younger ones. The caretaker had some interesting real estate stories and while he narrated the tales of real estate development and RoI, he carefully probed if I was an interesting investor.

Overall, the staff is courteous. Meals are custom-made and fresh. I am not one of the best food connoisseurs, but I relished every bite that I chew. For a resort lost in Gethia, to boast of a menu that offers sumptuous Continental, Indian, Burmese, Italian, etc is remarkable.

Two Chimneys is a soul-searcher’s paradise. Being Tarun Tejpal’s property, it compels you to browse through the vast collection of books. The sun and wind that consumes you during the day makes it an ideal setting to reflect upon you, your life and its purpose. For the young and restless, there is a games room, or you can trek your way to Nainital, like most people from our office did. Nainital will offer you a crowded Mall Road, a lake and a horse ride into the forest. 3-4 hours in the town are sufficient.

The travel time from Delhi to Two Chimneys is about 8-10 hours depending upon the traffic and stoppages. I’d recommend you to leave early in the morning, except for the winters when it could be foggy, to avoid traffic crawls and jams. It is best to have your suite/rooms booked in advance. You could also haggle a bit if you are going off-season. March-June could be the most perfect time, or if you are a winter lover, then a snow-laden Dec-Jan window could work perfectly for you.

At the Dining tableTo sum it up, I’d recommend Two Chimneys to all and sundry. It’s a perfect mind, body and soul vacation.

Conundrums of a Shopoholic!

Posted on April 27th, 2011 by Harsh

I generally don’t do mall reviews. Shopping malls, in my opinion, are those grandeur & seductive hubs that make you lighter by a few grands every time you are lured into them. Still, we have come to love shopping malls, and why not? It’s a great respite for me, who grew up holding his parents hands in the congested and sultry streets of Karol Bagh or Lajpat Nagar, countering every pedestrian seller, haggling with him, making way through hordes of people (some serious shoppers, some of the poor folks were residents, and some window shoppers) and eventually soaking the heat whilst mom and aunties rounded off their shopping tour with the most unhygienic of all Indian foods – golgappas.

Let me jump the gun here. I am a mall person any day, even when I crave to buy cheap stuff, I choose a mall. I am fascinated by the modern architecture, escalators (which in my childhood I thought existed only for the super rich at International airports), American brands, international restaurant chains and food courts. Most of all I am amazed by the automated functionalities of a shopping mall. You go, park your car, choose the store, buy the stuff, eat the stuff, and it’s over. No one sells, there is no hawker yelling outside the store, there is no upselling – and it sells entirely on its own. The best part is that we don’t negotiate, even good old Aunties don’t! We accept the way it is.

Lately, DLF Promenade at Vasant Kunj, has become my pet shopping mall. Ok, every time I go there, I don’t shop. I could be watching a movie. Oh, yes, how could I forget movies? I remember in the 90s someone who had made his maiden visit to the US, told me how big malls in the west afforded car showrooms as well hotels and movie halls in a mall. I used to exclaim and almost envy the international traveller! Those were the days, when the US was the supreme power (it still is) and we were inhabitants of a third world ‘perennially developing’ economy. And I wondered when I will go to the US to witness the ultimate progress of human capabilities. Strangely, it did not even strike me for once that all this could happen in my own backyard. I guess, we were so under-confident about India!

Coming to Promenade, it fascinates me for its chic appearance, outstanding interiors, a very attractive outside area with a big screen, being a shopper’s haven, and eating experiences. Not to forget, DT cinemas, where the experience is no less than a luxury hotel’s. And yes, it has a Harley Davidson showroom which I always happen to see first when I take escalators from basement parking but never dare to even enter or just gaze from the window. Harley is more of a DLF Emporio brand for me. C’mon, those who buy a Rs 50,000 Gucci shirt can only afford to buy Harleys, not those who scamper around buying the less influential Hilfigers and Zaras.

The downside of a shopping mall is that there are no flagship stores. Every brand has a limited collection and often they route you to a CP or South Ex store for entire collection. Is retail space in malls more expensive than South Ex/CP? Don’t know. It’s also amazing that how malls are really made for mindless shoppers. Last week, I wanted to buy a travel bag, a good one, I mean a good-looking one! Quite foolishly, I called up Louis Vuitton to enquire about the price range. Unsurprisingly, it was about Rs 57,000 for a bag that would be adequate for a three-day vacation in summers. And there I dropped the idea of buying LV (Sigh! Sigh!). Alternatives? I went to Promenade in the hope of having one.

Now, I didn’t know where to buy. Lacsote. Don’t have. Woodland. Next week. Da Milano. Will get at South Ex. Espirit. We only have women’s. Nike. We have only two. Puma. Good but not entirely convincing.

Six stores and you are done, but the indefatigable buyer in me persisted and gambled at Zara where the entire range bowled me over, and I did end up buying one with grey, mat finish. God bless Zara! That day I also realized that I can also manage to crib about shopping malls, find loopholes, and still can’t have myself away from these gigantic brand havens. Good gracious! But I still love my days of being knicker-wearing boy whose only motivation to accompany his mother and Aunties to Karol Bagh was to gluttonously lick a softy in a brown cone. It was the only thing I loved.