We were standing in Sky Jewellers which if you haven’t already guessed, is a gold shop. My mom wanted to buy rings for my cousins in Pakistan.
Basically, that is what she does. Which is buy Gold, wear Gold and gift Gold. In her mind, anything less is an insult to a lady’s class.
Anyway, so we were standing there, looking at hundreds of rings when I heard a piercing scream on my right. It was a little girl whose ears were being pierced and she was bawling at the top of her voice.
When we exited after doing our business in the shop, my mom stopped the mother of that girl and gave her some sort of advice. Which is her other favourite hobby.
We are ultimate believers in helping others.
Abbu asks Amma, ” What was it ? Were you asking her the price of piercing ?”
“No. I was telling her to give some Adol to the kid. “
I said, ” Shit. We should have asked. “
On which my mom goes like, “Its free, Sumaica. They bought the gold tops so the piercing is free. “
And I burst out laughing in the middle of all these shopkeepers trying to figure out the reason for my insanity.
Than I went to tell my mom that I was laughing because I got my second piercing done for 150 QR which is basically 50 dollars. And at the time, I had thought that it was very cheap.