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PETTY SHOP.



Get down from the bike. Go to the petty shop for a break. Box shops are fantastic.
The shop keeper is friendly. Exchange a smile with him.
There are several customers for him.
Cigarettes. ITC gold flake small, kings, gutkas: star, star premium, RMD.
Some people are interested in beetle leaves.
The light mild green variety: Amadi ElE.
The darker green pungent Kari ElE. +Calcutta pan (larger leaves dark green with not much pungency, the whitish Banares pan. The small packets of tambaku flakes.


Each person has got his own vice.


A gutka in the mouth. Splendid. Tearing the pocket and putting the stuff inside the mouth is the first step for accomplishment. The bitter and pungent taste and odour makes good saliva secretion. Holding the saliva in the mouth....Oh great accomplishment. Spitting the saliva later:
Tension relieved.


Mixing the tobacco flakes with lime on the palm using the other hand's forefinger or thumb. A small powder formation is done. Clap it to remove the unmixed flakes. Just thrust the powder in between the gums using the forefinger and thumb. This makes you think ahead, driving away all the thoughts in the mind for the project ahead.


Lazy of making this powder? There the kahini variety is available. Ready made mixture of tobacco and lime. Open the sachet in a corner take a little of the thought driving away stuff and place it in a corner inside the gums.


Or a cigarette. Lighting it is a momentary thrill. Sucking the smoke and exhaling the smoke through the nostrils.....drives away all the nonsense thought from the mind!


Petty shops are great. You can also buy your favorite magazine. Get some chocolates for the near and dear ones. Get a pen. Ask for the cricket score or the latest changes in vicinity and in politics. You can also humour away the morning set back at home.

Have a nice petty shop as your friend, in between your home and work.


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