Sarge's Army Surplus...to be edited and rewritten...

Kokil: ok ok ok
i went to this awesome shop, gaurav sharma
and i want to tell you about it


Gaurav: ok, tel me


Kokil: it strikes me as ironical that i'm a girl, yet the shop that captured my imagination was called
"sarge's army surplus" :)


Gaurav: now that's my idea of shopping :D


Kokil: i didnt shop there hon
just stood in there and breathed in the smell of leather


Gaurav: now that's my idea of window shoppind :D


Kokil: uniforms everywhere-- piles and piles of them!
not just window shopping-- i walked in, hon
the shop was empty-- not a living soul to see


Gaurav: now that's my idea of making gaurav jealous :D


Kokil: and there were piles and piles of army uniforms
and blazers


Gaurav: like confederate uniforms?


Kokil: navy blazers


Gaurav: droll...


Kokil: yeah, te works


Gaurav: drooool


Kokil: and by the counter
were shoe polish kits :)
the real things!!
bottles and bottles of lovely smelling polish
big shoebrushes
gleaming wooden kits


Gaurav: ;p U WORKED UO UR FETISH


Kokil: and an old fashioned cash register


Gaurav: sorry for caps


Kokil: it had a wheel at one end... and the wheel had a handle


Gaurav: the cash register?


Kokil: i dont know what that guy used it for, but it was gold in colour and mighty quaint
yeah, the cash register
and by the cash register, on the counter


Gaurav: ...


Kokil: were these awesome leather belts


Gaurav: with military insignias?


Kokil: yeah..


Gaurav: tab mujhe mera dhyaan nahi tha kya :(


Kokil: and canvas bags...
if everything there didnt have an fffing expensive tag on it, i would have bought the store hon


Gaurav: *tujhe


Kokil: i'll go again to check
as i walked further in, i saw them hats
all kinds of hats...
sailors hat...
captains hat


Gaurav: :)


Kokil: the round headed hats
in different shapes and sizes and colour
resting on uniforms to match, just waiting for the old colonel to walk in thru the door
and get suited..
and further along...the boots!
oh the boots...


Gaurav: :):)


Kokil: the boots gaurav...
in black shiny lines
smelling like heaven
polished perfection


Gaurav: my heart's beating faster... :O


Kokil: rows and rows of those shiny boots
up on the racks and down by the floor
boots of all sizes, boots in all shapes
boots brand new and some that were aged..
some that were rustic and some that were quaint
(looked at a pricetag and it made me feel faint :D)
i was afraid to touch, lest the dream might break


Gaurav: hehe that rhymes...


Kokil: so i walked around with my hands in my pockets
and looked at them sandpaper and all of em dockets
stopped by the grand mirror that stood by the hats
just inviting me to try on the sailor's hat!


Gaurav: :D


Kokil: i submitted, and put it on
and grinned at the mirror
my reflection grinned back, and did a little curtsey
i did look quite fetching
but i put it away
maybe i'll buy it another day!


Gaurav: the best bit of spontaneous, utterly ingenious and heart warming piece of poetry anyone ever sent my way ... :D
you know Ko J...


Kokil: what i know Ko J?