Well, today DH told me he needed a screen protector for his phone. So being the dutiful wife that I am, I went out and got it.
This is how it happened.
First, I went to the mall and asked, at one store they wanted Rs. 395!! What?! I had paid Rs 90 at a road-side stall last time, so I gave it back and wandered out to the street. I got on a bus next, and went to Gariahat.
Here I went to the same stall I had purchased it from last time (remember I paid only Rs 90 then!) and asked the guy if they had the appropriate item. He didn't have it in stock at the moment, but once the other customer had completed their transaction he went into the main store and brought the requested item. Here is how the conversation went.
Me: Koto? (How much?)
Me: Dada, aami age 90-ta taka diyechhi. (Dada, I have given 90 rupees before)
Me: Haa, 90. (Yes, 90)
Me: Kintu Dada, aami *ekhon* theke age kinechhilam, aar aami 90 diyechhi. (But Dada, I have purchased one for 90 rupees from here before)
and I started to walk away
SK: thik achhe didi, ayk sho (ok didi, 100)
So I gave him the 100 rupees and walked away.
I felt relieved, I had seen that he was trying to rip me off, and I didn't let it happen. I bargained (and successfully I might add, saving 60 rupees!) for the first time. :-)