• The convenience of the Local Store

    I was most upset when my local baniya decided to close shop. Looking at him, one would hardly imagine that he’d retire but he said he’d had enough. With erratic and unreliable staff, rising costs and reduced credit by the suppliers, keeping a store open was not feasible anymore. In fact, he said it was the online stores that actually spelled the doom of the local convenience store.

    I was most upset.

    Part of my retail therapy is to wander into the local grocer’s shop on my way back from various chores in the vicinity. This tiny little hole in the wall is simply amazing in both its service and stock levels. Unlike the huge grocery stores which source nationally and internationally, this mom & pop outfit is like millions of other shops in India that serve the local neighbourhood: simple, unassuming and completely down market.

    But he is a savvy retailer.  He knows exactly what is happening and is up to date with his information.  It is amazing how these shops and shop keepers have a pulse on the market and retail trends. Most of these shops are operated by local traders who employ their friends and relatives back from the village, looking for a foothold in the big city.

    With scant regard for aesthetics and complete focus on customer service, their shelves are stocked with basic food grains, packaged foodstuff, ice creams. They even keep exotic stuff like flax seeds, almond oil, Barilla pasta, seven grain bread and Wasabi nuts. School supplies, chalk, felt pens, toiletries, and household cleaning material,  rub shoulders with home made snacks.

    And all this available just  a phone call away!

    Why I like my local baniya

    So  why would I want to trudge all the way to a Big Bazaar, move my reluctant trolley or drag a basket through aisles that barely squeeze two bottoms, reach out to shelves way beyond my reach or bend down in darkened spaces, then wait in interminable lines to have my bill punched by a clerk who can hardly bar code half the items and worse still, have my bill checked at the exit to ensure I haven’t taken out any item I haven’t paid for???

    And if I am shopping at a mall like High Street Phoenix,  I have to rush back to my car to put in my stuff else suffer the inconvenience of leaving my shopping at the entrance of any other shop I may venture to enter.

    ♥ Our local Baniya stocks everything essential to run a home smoothly.

    ♥ He  picks up  re-cyclable newspapers and bottles.

    ♥ He opens his shutters at 7 every morning to shut them at 9 in the night.

    ♥ Sundays finds his shop open for half the day.

    ♥ Best of all, he provides a whole month’s credit. You get an itemised bill promptly at the end of the month.

    ♥ He comes when you call. He willingly comes even ten times a day.

    ♥ He takes back returns and is ever ready to serve with a smile.

    Can any hypermarket or online store match this service? I doubt it.

  • I used to think Shopping Therapy was meant for  bimbos and was a complete waste of time. That was till last year when I had a blast shopping for Anna Shetty’s December wedding. I have a pet theory that girls who have a trousseau planned since the day they are born either get married very late or don’t get married at all. So I decided early in life never to make a Hope Chest but to accumulate a bank balance instead and when the happy couple decided on the wedding date, it was all the green signal I needed to begin shopping.

    Thus I spent one of the happiest years of my life going from shop to shop armed with a list of what needed to be bought – fabric to make clothes, bags, shoes, lingerie and gifts. Of course there were moments fraught with high tension and major fights but it was nothing a trip to the shops couldn’t fix. And the best place to fix any kind of problem is  High Street Phoenix  quite simply the best shopping complex in Mumbai.

    When it first opened literally like a phoenix from the ashes of a textile industry brought to its knees by  the labour unions led by Datta Samant, it was the only one of its kind. With just a small portion of the mill converted into a shopping area ( Big Bazaar) of  daily provisions and commonplace commercial goods, very few people could have imagined how it would turn out into a swanky shopping Centre today. Gradually, the Mall took shape with Pantaloons, McDonalds and then  SkyZone with its high end stores brought in a new concept to shopping.Palladium, with its international feel changed the game altogether and things got even better and with PVR, cinema viewing became a treat. Finally, here was a place to see a movie for all of Rs. 100/- only ( from Monday-Thursday from 9.30-12.00) , grab a meal of your choice ( from Kailash Parbat to Moshe), shop till you drop and go home happy and content.

    High Street Phoenix is the best place to go to if you are feeling blue. The soft music, (today I was taken back in time with strains of “Danny Boy” playing in the airconditioned comfort of Palladium), the well dressed shoppers, the pleasant aesthetics brightens up your spirits.  One by one the shutters opened revealing shoes, clothes, perfumes, cosmetics and a life style that everyone aspires to . I wandered into L’Occitane and picked up a deliciously sinful Almond Body cream tempted by the 10% discount offered to all Flying Blue members, smelt a few other creams, tried on a foot cream and wandered into the other Mecca of Beauty –  Lancome.

    However silly  and vacuous it may sound, there is nothing more energising than a visit to a  cosmetic shop.  For a while you can actually dream you are Julia Roberts staring out from the poster and indulge in polite banter with the sales staff.

    A quick browse through the book shop, breezing through the clothes at Fab India, munching a quick chocolate cupcake from Le 15 and finally choosing a TV at Croma ( the main reason for my visit!) I came out of the shopping complex as pleased as a Cheshire Cat.

    Thank God for Phoenix – The mood elevator for all time.

    p.s. the photo is taken from the official website of HSP.

  • Last week Fee, my friend from Zurich came home for her annual visit. Since both of us can do without the extra calories, we decided to limit our interaction to walking and talking rather than wining and dining.

    So we met at the club to walk our way to fitness. While I was well kitted in my Reeboks, she was wearing the old fashioned tennis shoe still sold by Bata stores nationwide. Since she was going to be in India for just a while, I told her that she should buy a pair of FITFLOPS which were better suited for walking as they would provide her with the requisite support and offer the comfort of an  open sandal.  She was aghast at this suggestion and said
    “Nai re nai, that’s what caused my back problem in the first place!”

    Then again earlier this week when the gang of four met up for lunch at Zoe, one of my friends was complaining bitterly about her aching feet when I suggested FITFLOPS. Once again she said

    “Nai re nai, those are most uncomfortable and caused my problem in the first place. It is this toe grabbing business that makes things so painful”.

    Well, this was the first time I’d heard of any complaints and if this trend of flip flopping over fitflops continues we will soon have a slipper that is a total flop!

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