my love- hate relationship with new market

"saab gaadi is taraf se lagaiye..." the guy in flouroscent vest shouted.So Sam drove his vehicle to the most spacious gap he could find between the huddling vehicles, took the pink slip(parking bill actually) offered by parking waala and walked into the streets swarming with people. With a rampant increase in number of vehicles in bhopal, there has been a gruesome problem of parking space, so BMC conceived a solution and hired cheap employees, formerly useless bunch of punks chaosing the market, assigning them a job of collecting parking dues. However they take no responsibility of your vehicle in case it gets stolen, damaged or even vandalised deliberately. Sam was accompanied by his mom, or you can say vice versa because he hates shopping. The wafting smell of incense sticks inside the shops causes him a come-sneeze sensation..(the saddest part being rarely does it make him sneeze out... to empathise his agony imagine a situation where you get an about-to-pee sensation but god knows what's stopping it from draining out). Furthermore he has a bitter hatred for those goons selling naada and the hideously narrow streets which cause him tantrums. But everything is not bad about New Market. There is a brighter side as well, for instance one gets ample of choices in commodities to choose from..(which according to laws of economics lowers the prices..i love this rule),a whole lot of stuffs to satiate their grumbling bile juices,a wide range of clothes to choose from.. in fact this situation is fit for a successful bargain, which has forced the shopkeepers to hang a sign board which reads "fixed rate";"aaj nagad kal udhar"( pay on the spot and don't expect any credits) etc. What else we don't get in new market shoes,jewelleries, daily needs, books, toys ,chocolates, eye-candy, bakeries... wait!!! did i say eye candy??? yes i did... in fact that's what many boy's go to new market for. especially on weekends you cannot stand a second without diving into a pool of "wowww!!". But the sorrow part in his story is that his mom was with him so if she chances to see him drooling a girl, she would kill him( as every mom does...), no matter even when all the boys(not with there mom) in the vicinity are gazing at her... so he has to be pretend as if a so ernest, so gentle, so sobersided human being...