The life in my Hand bag

The life in my Hand bag

 I love my hand bag...I guess most girls do. I have one in every hue & shape .One for any given occasion. I have a red leather bag made by the girls in Shantiniketan, a black leather one from Shoe Mart ,with  big chunky  chains, a classy white one in synthesized leather from Rampage which is a gift from R ,a tiny navy one from Leader Land which looks like my favorite jeans, a big tan one ,also from Leader Land which can probably hold 10kgs of chakki fresh whatever , an aqua blue-green one which is basically a zipper gone around in the shape of a bag ,a maroon one which reminds me of the bags which Mom used to take to work (teacher teacher), a fake Burberry which can hold just one phone, one credit card and one hair brush at any given time…maybe I could squeeze in my lip gloss in it too ,then there’s the golden clutch which is my latest acquisition and waiting for the perfect debut at a big fat Indian wedding/festival or a film premiere ! ( Where I’d arrive fashionably late, if I ever get to attend any of them. But I want to be prepared for when the opportunity comes knocking)...

Then there’s the red travel hand bag which is big enough to carry my three year old in like a sling bag and keep all his supplies too! And you know what the best feature of the bag is? It came absolutely free with a DKNY perfume. My current favorite is a potli bag .It’s made of the softest Italian leather in a shade that’s a cross between the colors in Indian army’s uniform. The best thing about this one is that it takes the shape of whatever is in it...If I need to carry just a wallet and a hairbrush, it’s small bag, if I need to carry my son’s swim wear and beach towel, it becomes a beach bag, if am carrying his water bottle , change of clothes, wet wipes, snacks, it becomes a baby bag, If am going for a movie with R carrying my sunglasses and gloss and pair it with a  few beads and some heels , it becomes a chic bag…You know what I mean? My bag reflects my mood, my existence, it shapes up according to the task I’m heading out to do.  

When I was working, my bag was like a mini home + mini office .It had my keys (car, house ,locker, cabinet !!!), sunglasses, my makeup (cos I never dress up for work unless I had a meeting or going shopping after that ;-)) ,my pain killers( cos you never know when  that migraine /acidity will strike again),my towels and napkins(for obvious purposes),post its and pens ( to take the most important notes on the move or to make the shopping list when bored at work),my son’s pic (cos I  missed him all the time) ,R’s pic (to be prepared if ever I had to fill up a form/application and yeah I missed him too sometimes),all the money I ever got as Vishu Kayi Neetum  (money given by elders  as a good luck charm during the Mallu New Year ),my rosary and mini prayer book( again for obvious purposes) and of course it had my wallet with the money and the credit cards and the doctors’ visiting cards and finally the most important gadget in the human life today ,the ‘Mobile Phone with its headset’.

When I  go out with my son, it becomes the baby bag (I detest the pink and blue baby bags, they are just so boring),with his change of clothes, snacks, milk,  water, wipes and until a while ago, pull up diapers too. These were obviously accompanied by the sunglasses, rosary, wallet, other necessary toiletries, keys and the mobile.

When I and R go out without Junior, (it’s a usually the classy white or the fake Burberry) good enough to hold the glasses, mobile, keys, wallet and gloss

When I am traveling , my bag is a combo pack of my work bag and baby bag and it also takes up the role of the jewelry bag and the passport holder . The poor bag ends up holding the liquor and chocolates from duty free too because dude, when you are travelling with a hyper active kid, there’s only so many bags you can carry!!!

Most men tend to find women’s bag cluttered and cumbersome, what they don’t know is that the bag usually represents the state of mind of the lady you are with. If it is small and uncluttered, it probably means she is relaxed, if it’s a big and messy, it probably means she’s had a long and hard day and couldn’t find her keys at the end of the day. If she’s carrying a big classy bag with only a few things in it, it probably means that she is enjoying herself, her freedom and her style, she’s just happy being herself .if she’s with a kid, no points for guessing the contents of her bag or her state of mind…both are full of baby stuff.

So lovelies out there, invest in your handbags, it’s what you are, usually. And for the men in the life of these lovelies, you could learn a lot about their moods if you have a good look into the state and contents of her bag…

 

As for me, my hand bag has a life, my life, my world.

PS: I have (sort of) inherited the love of bags from my sister who also happens to be the sponsor of most of the best bags i've owned.Love u Chech...this one's for you.