"Sid" My wife’s voice had taken on a slightly breezy tone as she addressed me.
“Yes, Hon.” I said, looking up from my iPad, on which I had been reading a book. We were in bed, and as usual both of us were indulging in a spot of nighttime reading.
I raised my eyebrows quizzically as I turned around to face her. She had shut her book and was gazing up at the ceiling, her brown eyes rapidly fluttering from left to right repeatedly as they tracked the rotation of the fan.
“What happened to us?”, she asked suddenly, her tone suddenly transporting me back to 13 years ago, when sitting beside me on the battered seat of an MTC bus, she had asked, “Where is this relationship going?”.
“Erm..I’m not sure what you’re talking about.” I replied, trying to figure out what was on her mind. But her face remained impassive, as she slowly blinked a few times.
There were a few added seconds of silence as she continued to gaze at the ceiling, while seeming to gather her thoughts. Unsure what to say next, I picked up my iPad and tried to sneak back to my electronic book, while thanking technology for noiseless pages.
Her next question took me by surprise.
“Do you remember when we used to take impromptu holidays? Or just decide to go away during the weekend? It was so much fun. Now, everything has to be so planned.” she said, her tone stuttering slightly from the emotions that were running through her mind.
I remained silent, knowing well that she was not done speaking. I glanced towards her, but her eyes were closed.
"We can still do such holidays" I replied, closing the e-book app on the tablet and opening another one.
"No, we can't." She said with a loud sigh, " things are different now. We have a kid, more responsibilities, work, weekly shopping. And not to mention the amount of planning it takes. I mean, it's Wednesday today. Even if we wanted to go somewhere for the weekend, it's just too short notice to plan. We have work tomorrow. By the time we sit down to plan the holiday and login to the laptop, it'll be tomorrow evening. And then we'll need to browse those travel websites, look for accommodation and so on. And say we're going to a place with a beach, we'll need to get new attire or a swimsuit for Rishi or even for you. Which won't happen till Friday,after work. When do we pack then?"
I hummed along as if to acknowledge everything she'd said, while continuing to fiddle on the tablet, hoping she wouldn't notice. There was some more silence, only broken by the gentle tap of my fingers on the tablet screen.
"What's your size? S/M/L?" I asked suddenly, breaking the silence.
Her eyes suddenly sprung open and she turned towards me, her expression now one of anger.
"Seriously? Is this the moment for this?" She asked loudly, pointing towards the tablet. "Here I am, talking to you about something that's really important to me, and you're playing on your iPad. So, that's how much this conversation means to you?"
Without waiting for an answer, she turned to the other side, her anger demonstrated clearly by the intensity with which she pulls the blanket over herself.
I sigh loudly, knowing very well that I've had it this time. 'You need to look at the person when someone is talking to you, Sid' admonishes my inner voice, trying to make me feel guilty.
A brief minute later, I tap on my wife's shoulders.
"Honey!" I say, in the sweetest sugar-coated tone that I can muster, "I was listening. You know that I can multi task". She pushes my hand away and sits up on the bed, throwing me a glare that is usually reserved for the people who really piss her off.
Before she can utter another word, I slide the iPad into her hands where an open app displays the confirmation of our flight and hotel reservations for the weekend. I smile sheepishly as the emotion on her face transforms into one of surprise.
"Oh!" I add, leaning towards her and switching onto another app. "I've ordered these swimsuits for the three of us. Hope you like them. It'll be delivered on Friday morning. "
As I slowly lie back on the bed, with all the haughtiness of someone who has not just avoided a potential world war, but also managed to score some brownie points in the process, I can't help but grin.
"Thank God there's an app for everything" I muse, as I hear my wife call out my name again. This time in a much happier tone.
Looking forward to hearing your thoughts and stories!What do you think about mobile-based shopping? Particularly app-based shopping? Not just for items, but also in terms of travel too? Have you got a story to share? How do you think the future of travel and fashion would be in an app-only world? Say where there were no mainstream websites, but just apps that were customised to your choices and preferences?
P.S. If you've never tried shopping through the Myntra app, check out the slide- show below which'll show you how easy it is. Yes, I complied them on my smartphone. Savvy, no?
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