SinCity Gyan Series - 2

I felt alternately dazzled and stoical at the grandeur and extravagance of the infamous Sincity. I was so lost in the fawning facades and ornate displays, the gold chandeliers, the marble floorings and the glass mosaics, the presentation and the splendour that I actually felt closer to my inner self. I found myself thinking more clearly, more positively. It was a bizarre experience to feel that way. Calm and quiet. In fact, Sayali kept observing my bouts of reflective silence. One little thing does come to mind though. As we were walking through the Venetian, towards the Gondola ride, we stopped at a few stores. The windows alluringly suggested 50% price offs. It was more like mockery. I couldnt have afforded the stuff if it was 98% off. :-( I happened to like a coat and some stuff and commented to Mads that all the good stuff is always so expensive! At which point, she proved why she is among my bestest friend. She turned and gave me a warm bear hug and said, "Well, not ALL the good stuff. :) Some of it is actually free!". It was a short moment. Perhaps she didnt even feel it that strongly. But I had filed a pointer to that incident in my mind. And poor pointer was nudging me to be fossilized onto this archealogical (archiac? ;-)) blogsite. :) So there. free(incident_ptr). :-D