Surely woman is a masterpiece creation of God (after sketching man as a rough draft!). She is the finest conjurer who copes up with work and family, doing justice to both! Stress, is indeed a force which creeps in over the course of time deforming body, mind and soul. When we are under stress life loses it cadence, and we feel emotionally drained. Managing a hectic career, an ever hungry DH, two energetic kids and a crazy maid, does get life out of control. I refused to neglect myself. I realized that I couldn't use the, “well, now I have kids so life will always be chaotic excuse!!!”SO, this resolve inspired me to get on top of things. I had a summit with the House of Commons, initially there were protests. How can mom have her day out?.... spat the little one, good grief, she was such a chatter, chatter!!! Well despite all this the bill was passed and mommy was allowed her day out, provided she meets a few obligations (which was a long list)!It has to be once in a month said one, bake us a yummy cake in advance, get us gifts when you come home etc. etc. I agreed to all in silence for I was so desperate to have an entire day to pamper myself! For some reason as this day drew nearer there was a child-like enthusiasm within me! The weekend dawned, served them choice breakfast…in that way I would leave the house with three sets of smiles! The maid was verbally given all instructions for the lunch, wish she could read it would have made my task easier! I wore comfortable clothes and thongs, and went out into the bright gleaming morning to a day of retail therapy, food and fun. Every person from the escalator to mall seemed to be in joie de vivre, or was it the high spirits in me which made the day look so enthralling??? Shopping!!! The word makes an unparalleled gleam in the eyes of every woman I have known. When I hear men being hypercritical of this trait of woman (which according to me makes her a true woman), I feel they are quarrelling with the creator for placing this pre-programmed gene in their sensuous feminine body. I personally find shopping therapeutic, I can go on for hours, may be weeks even, time permitted!!! The other wise lazy me gets charged with an alternate energy when I look at those life-size elegant mannequins! As I surf through the assortment of designer clothes, cosmetics, jewelry, foot wear and accessories, the price tags frown at me. I leave nonchalantly, which leaves the salesman pulling his hair out!...did he actually expect me to fish out AED 2000 (approx. USD 500, IRS 23,000 huh??) for a bag? I pass “Mug and Beans”, the aroma of the freshly brewed coffee permeates my system, and I walk across and take a seat as if in a trance! The coffee arrives with its whiff seeping through my lungs and finally warms my tickly tongue, contentment is the word!!! Now I am ready to start all over again, the caffeine is working magic! I hit the stores with the white and red boards, SALE!!!! ………. the very word SALE arouses my predatory instincts, I feel like an entrepreneur when I find things for bargain prices! The items may be totally useless for me, but who cares, IT’S A bargain!!! I buy…buy…buy….Oh…now I have completely lost it!!! .. this day was like sunshine melting a long winter's snow. A call from my DH, brings me back to my real world, ….”Do you know how long it has been?”….I could sense the irritation in the otherwise amused voice! A quick glance at my watch hits me with the realization, it has been 6.30 hours!!! I rush to the food court grabbing peacemakers for the kids, charge into Dunkin Donuts to snatch a pack for DH ( he’s a big baby who loves donuts!!!), bumb into people as I run for the car park! Puffing and panting, I drive like a lunatic down the road, still content that I have loaded enough surprises to pacify my darlings back home! I knew that I had gone overboard with my new found freedom but nevertheless enjoyed the ritual of shopping to its fullest! I am welcomed home to the stench of a charred “something”……..sniff…sniff I go. They are all over me and at the corner of the room I find my DH with a tray of semi-burnt pasta! They had sent the maid off for the day and thought of surprising me with the pasta…((what an avenue to express their love?)). The pasta was revolting, but there was so much of love put in there, I felt worshiped! We had a late lunch of donuts and burgers as the kids groped through the piles of shopping bags, screaming and shouting! Back to the mad house….Lord have mercy on me !!! When’s my next mall therapy…??