I must have been in my 5th standard. Maybe 6th. It was back when a 50p coin could buy me enough candy to last a weekend. Tuesday was the happiest day of the week because that’s the day Mom would give me a brand new 5 rupee note. A few weeks before her birthday, I decided to stop indulging in marbles and bubble gum with the pocket money. I promptly started keeping the notes aside. After 7 weeks of saving, I walked into a local gift shop and bought the most beautiful thing I had ever set my eyes on – a bottle of pink perfume! I was too shy to say anything so I left the bottle on the bed before leaving for school. When I came back, I saw the bottle kept neatly at the centre of the dressing table.
It’s been 20 years since and it still stands there.