A dressmaker apocalypse

A dressmaker had been working in the field all her life. She'd been caressing and handling her sewing machine. Earned a little money out of it, though the fact was the revenue and cash-return of a dressmaker could never be enough to give a comfortable life to her. The income and the expenses rarely met at both ends. Moreover, when it was time for servicing, the center for that did not exist. Took quick lessons on how to handle the servicing by own self. Good for her if she'd succeeded, but what if she did not? Not many dressmakers had technician brains. What should be done?
The worse was to be done; that was to do her best to go easy on the utilization of her sewing machine till she'd got enough funds to obtain a new one. What if the funds couldn't be raised? Then the worst of the worst would be decided to be done;  have the junk discarded and return to ancient time when they were using pig's bristle or sharp thorns as needle to stitch. Means this apocalypse reminds machine work  never last longer than the work of the bare hands.

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Tina's craze

A few days away before Tina and Chandni had to board another plane heading west towards Africa.
In the morning they discussed about their schedule. They had to make a good decision about where to go. Chandni thought perhaps going to a bazaar or market instead of a mall would be much better, because there  they would surely find cheaper beautiful things. Some bazaar may look like a hypermarket. Tina had quite good sightseeing. It was good that it wasn't raining that day, otherwise one could imagine how inconvenient it would be walking under heavy rain on wet, slippery muddy streets, moreover as it was the season of monsoon.

As they walked down the street, Tina noticed a stall with colorful materials and she asked Chandni whether they were sarees, and Chandni said they were. Tina became excited, she exclaimed how beautiful they look, and pulled Chandni's hand to the stall. Then Tina started asking for their price and bargained with Chandni as her interpreter. Chandni out of curiosity asked Tina whether Indonesians wear sarees, smiling Tina said that Indonesians transform sarees materials into what they call "kain sarung" and "kain panjang" and Tina said she would explain what those were later on. With bright expression, from time to time lifting up her eye-brows looking as Chandni who watched her with half opened mouth, Chandni could see the twinkling in Tina's eyes, and Tina reminded Chandni  that she was a dressmaker. Beautiful materials boosted her adrenaline all the time.

In the end came to the end of the shopping.  The hands of both girls were loaded with bags.