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Birthday Curtain

There is a school concert coming up in the girls' convent school.  Mel is in the choir, so the only costume she will require is a pristine school uniform.  No problem there.  But Trish is in the Hawaiian Dance Group.  I know it is going to be wonderful.  (One of my favourite bloggers, Angela Norton, blogs from Hawaii!  Hi, Angela!). But last week, Trish came home and told me that while the top of the costume (a white spaghetti strap tee shirt) may be purchased in a local drapers, the skirt was to be made of a red and silver material called 'birthday curtain', easily available in a place called 'Aminabad'.

There are shops all over Lucknow, but Aminabad, in Lucknow, is the ultimate market.  It has traditionally been the one market where you can get anything.  It is a very traditional type of market and apparently, if you have the skill, you can haggle with the shopkeepers to get a better price.

But while every Lucknow housewife may have served her time negotiating her way around the lanes of the Aminabad Bazaar, as a foreigner, I've not had that privilege.  I live too far away for one thing.  Another thing is that being a foreigner, in the absence of a fixed rate, I can be quite heavily charged for routine items.  It hasn't really happened much.  My in-laws are protective enough of me and that works well at times.  My few visits to Aminabad have been in the company of sisters-in-law.  However, neither they (the sisters-in-law) nor I, have much time to browse in the bazaar.  So when the teachers in the school cheerfully inform me that  I should not worry, it's available in Aminabad, that is a cause of deep worry for me.  My in-laws try to avoid that distant market as far as possible.  And I don't know my way around it.

But thankfully, the day is saved!  Some of the parents have loudly protested to the school about the inconvenience.  So now, Trish informs, the school is going to send someone to Aminabad to bring the material.  The parents just have to send the money.

What a relief!

Comments

  1. What a relief, I would have been annoyed at having to get material myself.

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  2. PS
    I will take your advice re Christmas, and God willing this year it will be special as I have a new grandchild on the way, due on the 21st.

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  3. Gaelikaa,schools always come up with something,don't they?
    That is a very crowded market but I love to shop there,lots of things on display & not expensive at all.It would have been difficult for you to go by yourself,glad the school is doing the needful.
    What fun to have both kids in the concert!Hope you all have a great time.

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  4. Well, that makes perfect, economical sense! I am glad they thought that up. It's nice your in-laws are protective of you and help you around. Shopping can be quiet an adventure.

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  5. Haha! I know how shop keepers can charge foreigners, it is pretty much the same thing here as well! I really like bazaars, they can be crowded and packed up though!
    Well good to know you didn't have to pay it a visit!

    And thanks for the lovely advices. You are one of the best blog readers ever!! :)

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  6. well, my best wish for you..

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  7. I'm glad the school got its act together! I hope you can find the book!

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  8. A lot of people, one being my daughter and sister-in-law, love to haggle and shop. I have know them to go shopping for 8 hours and not buy a thing! Jennifer loves Ross and Nancy loves QVC-believe me, she only buys the bargains! I, on the other hand, do not enjoy shopping. Even though I lived in Okinawa for a year, I never got the haggling down, mainy because I was unsure of what amount to start with. I always wanted them to make money, etc. Glad the school is buying the material!

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  9. What is Halloween like in India?

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  10. What a sensible solution. It pays to speak up.

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  11. Hello my dear Gaelikaa!

    Please stop by my blog. I have an award for you! :)

    Angela from (Angela's Soliloquy)

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  12. Hey Gaelikaa,

    How can I forget your blogs? The present is for your blogs too :), both of them. Take it!

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  13. I never heard of 'birthday curtain', it sounds fascinating any chance of a photo of the finished outfit?

    Enjoy your daughters' talents at the concert.

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  14. Learning a whole new culture is tricky even the first time round ....

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  15. Such a sensible solution - it makes you wonder why the school didn't think of that in the first place.

    Enjoy the concert. I'm sure it will be brilliant.

    XX

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  16. Schools have a habit of making life difficult for parents...it doesn't seem to have changed since my children were at school.

    Pity they couldn't have come up with the solution in the first place.

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