There is something happening on the information super highway,and its all about shopping and magic deals.
Its all about coupons and discounts and great deals and offers.
Its all about creating history.
Its called baggout.com .
And who is watching???
All of us. Not just in this world....
There are so many levels that we are unaware of ...yet. This world, virtual world and....
Keep imagining...
While we sleep at night,someone walks through our minds and places ideas into them ,and we bring those ideas into fruition.
Just the other day,I blissfully slept while hubby dear drove us back from Kandaghat,Himachal Pradesh, who should walk through my mind,but the spirit of her Royal Highness Razia Sultana.
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She whispered into my ears,in a whisper so ethereal that I knew I was dreaming,"Shalini,my shoulders,ears and forehead ache with the weight of my antiquated jewelery. I need your help. you will be well rewarded."And I ,in my dreamy state of oblivion committed to helping her out .
Just back from a visit to the in laws and after the dues to the kitchen counter and sink and dishwasher,the entire household was asleep courtesy my choley bhature.
Mallika-e-Hindoostaan ,Razia Sultan came by and asked me to fore sake my much needed sleep and help her out as I had volunteered (indeed forcibly coerced into).
She whispered into my ears," Bring your smart phone and charger,this is going to be a long night."
"But ,my data pack has expired..imagine the data charges", I retorted.
"You'll be rewarded for your efforts,Shalini",she said.
I sighed and followed her instructions.
"Go to baggout.com and login", she told me.
I wondered where all I have left my footprints in the virtual world ,they are visible to her too.
OOHHhh...
"Pick these earrings for me, and these and this ,and..."'it went on, and I kept linking back to the retail websites and picking up on the deals.
She did not want to stop,and I kept hearing the beep beep from my debit card texting my phone ,indicating the swiping of my card. I was powerless to stop it. Oh my god,I had been saving up to shop during my holidays....sob ,sob,sob...
She wanted jewelery ....
Each time my account was debited ,my heart seemed to sink further. But I was powerless to stop my fingers from punching in my OTP.
And to make matters worse ,the spirit of Razia Sultana was making spirited purchases.
"As light as a feather ,this diamond lookalike pendant will be so comfortable, my shoulders have never been exposed to the sunlight, they will gleam in a milky brightness under this set."
"My hair will be so free."
"I love this red colour, in my times a woman who applied red lip color was akin to a harlot. Whereas now, you girls are so free."
"And the colored mascara, wow...my eyes have been only lined with black kohl till now..." .
My desperate brain was in over drive now. Calculating the number of purchases. Thank God for small mercies, this account had only 96000 rupees, otherwise I would be bankrupt for life.
And now she was looking at dresses, wonder if she had ever shaved, or was an epilator on her list of purchases? Eeks she was checking out the specs of a little black dress on a 40% off voucher. Totally drool worthy dress, wish I had seen it before...
Aaand finally, the bank texted me to inform me about the overdraft on my savings account...
And lowering my voice , I dared to speak out ,"Your highness, my account has been debited of all funds, I'm sorry but we will be unable to purchase any more. "
"So soon, don't tell me you can't afford to pay for any more shopping? "
"On a teachers measly salary, there's not much more one can expect , your highness".
"All right, lets take a break for now ,sleep, dear child".
Blissfully, sleep claimed me. When I woke up the next morning, I found the shades drawn and a glass of water by my bed side. It was almost noon, and no one had woken me,Stranger than fiction was the note written by hubby dear telling me of my restless night and febrile body ,thus his reluctance in disturbing my sleep.
Wow ,that had never happened in 17 years of marriage.
Brrrringggg.
I dragged myself to the door thinking sweet child had returned from school, school cr****....no information. ..I'd have hell to pay for tomorrow.
And then ,a courier from flipkart ,and one more from myntra and another from jabong, then one more from amazon and one more from lenskart...
There was a small pile on my threshold
And it all came back to me, "Madam, puri saal ki shopping kar dali kya??".
A wry smile and many signatures later ,I closed the door....to the spirit of Madame Razia Sultana herself.
"Thank you child ,bless you and your debit card".
She was entranced and as she peeled off the wrapping papers ,I watched my vacation go up in smoke.
She took off all the jewelry and handed it to me ,"let this be my gift to you dear Shalini ,for my freedom from this burden ".
"Gift ? Your highness, you are so kind..."
And she disappeared.
I was left holding a neck piece of pure gold , almost a kilo in weight, studded with diamonds and my bank texted me just then.
That was all about the Cashback that I had got shopping via baggout.com ,almost 10 thousand. So I was not in the red anymore and I was holding a life time worth of shopping and vacations in my hand.
Now only if there is a chance of this coming true....
