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The sad demise of a Shopaholic

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As my feet touched the earth below, getting off the Pajero all I though off in that moment was "SHOPPING". It was like a sport. Every other day, surrounded by oceans of new clothes, shoes, toys, books and what not. Pure bliss to feel soft silk scarf, inhale the sweet smell of perfume in The Body Shop and to turn the pages of a new book. The possibilities were endless. I was in love. Love with the idea of shopping. The moment I was in a mall, all my worries disappeared. I remember drooling over a piece of jewelry or longing for that beautiful black stilettos. But all that was in the past. Now shopping seems more of a mundane task to be done. It seems as bothersome as getting up in a Sunday morning during exam. From being a compulsive shopper to a person who thinks that is a necessity, it has been a great transition. When I turn around and look at the past, I wonder, want was it that made me happy then that is lost now. I remember those days in Sea view compound in Dammam,

Heart wants what the mind cannot get.,.

Since I have not been doing much lately I began to ponder, why we all chase after something always. As humans we tend to long for what we do not have. I used to think that it is a disease from with few suffer (including me), however recent findings indicate otherwise. Why is it difficult to follow certain rules and norms? Why is it that we love and long for certain things so much and after attaining it, suddenly it seems less desire worthy (spare me I am seriously suffering dearth of words). So what is this battle between your brain and heart. Some might think that this post is utterly mindless and yet others might be smiling and nodding their pretty heads in approval. But the fact is evident and up the face. Haven't we all wondered why we rationally choose a better love life or career option yet look back at the past with a deep sigh. Do we actually miss it? Rationally speaking we made a better choice didn't we? Yet our heart is never at peace always longing for past pleasur