In diva-land the seasons are innumerable and highly repetitive.Seasons of mist and melodrama occur sporadically; without warning or hesitation. There is plenty of sulking and scowl-practice, the kind that puts Victoria Beckham to shame. It is that time of the year when the diva decides that her bookshelf could use a little, 'primping'. (I didn't say 'pimping' because it isn't feasible to pimp a bookshelf in any sense. Books are either well written or unbearable, not moral or perverse.) After a week of contemplation, the diva heads out,generally in the scorching sun, armed with an umbrella that is used only when it rains. It is officially the week of the book-prowl!
There is something about the larger bookshops that is very annoying in a rather satisfying way. It is always endearing to watch little children huddled near the 'Harry Potter' section, at least the younger generation is reading! It is amusing to watch wannabe bibliophiles who strut around the 'fiction' section browsing attentively through the likes of Sheldon, Brown and the rest with a 'faux' air of intellectualism. It is pitiful to watch tormented young students, brimming with ambition as they scourge the academic section. The staff at large bookstores love to stalk their customers, piping up occasionally with a chirpy 'may I help you?' . More often than not, the diva walks out of a large bookstore empty handed and muttering. Large bookstores tend to stir the need for caffeine in the diva, and thus she heads to the nearest coffee shop, sipping the coolest coffee till hell freezes over. Its been an hour and not a single book!
There are bookshops that are smaller and lesser known, but that is never a deterrent as far as the diva is concerned. They don't have a fancy database, but the staff are astute enough to know where a particular book can be found. One can sometimes find treasure, lying undiscovered on the dusty shelves of an insignificant 'mom and pop store'. (I found 'Love in the Time of Cholera' at such a place.)
All of the above is well and good if one knows what one wants (which is rarely the case with the Diva). The Diva then decides that she needs to do more research to make the pimping (err primping) more effective.After a week of research, the diva is back! If she is lucky enough to get herself the right merchandise, the season ends. If not, the season returns, generally after a hiatus of six months.