I went shopping today. Random grocery shopping. To one of those all-purpose air-conditioned supermarkets that make shopping boring.
My mother hovered near the vegetables and I wandered off towards the chocolates. As I was contemplating how many bars to buy, I noticed a pair of eyes on me. I looked up, and moved away assuming that I was in the way. As I weaved my way through shelves of shampoos and deodorants, the eyes (and feet) followed me. I ended up staring at a large advert of *Dairymilk Silk* (yummy). Again. I stopped looked around, straight at those eyes. Suddenly, the hands got busy trying to pick out the cheapest chocolates. I stepped back, made a disgusted face, mouthed a few unmentionables and stormed off to find mom. Thankfully one of the guards noticed the creep and ushered him- eyes, hands and feet, towards the exit.
Two minutes later, the store was plunged into darkness. Power-cut. And I was standing next to mom, picking out onions.
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