I deviate from my usual short story writing just this once because I feel that
it is necessary to bring to light an issue that many of us have experienced but
due to some reasons have kept quiet about it.
Lajpat Nagar according to wikipedia is
an affluent suburb of the South Delhi district of Delhi. It is named in honor of Lala Lajpat Rai, also known the Lion of Punjab, and is today
most known for the Lajpat Nagar Central Market. It is strange that the place has been recognized by wikipedia, well so
has been Delhi Haat. Lajpat Nagar is known for all kinds of shopping especially
for Kurtis & Indian wear . This market is one of the most crowded and most
popular market among Delhiites. Huge crowded shopping rigorously can be seen
anywhere during anytime of the day here. The market attracts ladies, specially
with all kinds of dress material, accessories etc. Well according to me this
market ONLY attracts LADIES and nobody else.
Today I had gone to Lajpat Nagar
with 5 female companions something that my friends you should never do. Today
was Monday and more than half of the shops were closed but it did not help much
because whatever you do women can smell shops and are ever ready to lay their
hands on any piece of cloth even if it is a 3cmX3cm cloth. We entered the
market and they were off as if it was the last day they were allowed to shop. I
chose a quiet place below a tree to sit down and sat down to wonder and
observe.The market makes you feel that Ladies are meant for Lajpat Nagar and
vice versa. You cannot spend 5 minutes in that market but a lady can spend 6
hours of complete solace. Lajpat Nagar is paradise for women.It is a drug like
cocaine. It is an open addiction which women boast about. They are selfish when
they invite those who are not interested to go to the boring place. They say
that they will spend only an hour but the hour changes into 2 and then it goes
on forever. I simply cannot understand what is in this place that makes women
feel that they are in their blankets on a cold January night. I then walked on
to KFC but my fears changed into reality when I discovered that there was
another lane of these addictive (only for women) market. I then convinced the folks
not to go to KFC or else I would have to suffer for another two hours. I will
soon put out a map for the people who want to reach the auto rickshaw avoiding
the shops because when they set their eyes on the target they mean to acquire
it.
Today I was dreaming of the
Tennis Courts but most of the people are reminded of their Blankets. That is
why Ladies and Lajpat Nagar qualify to become a lullaby.
