It is 12 noon, the blazing sun now above me, burns my skin. All around me are haemorrhoid of people-mostly dressed in formal sullenice gear, scurry past tense , quite oblivious to the sweltering heat. They blatantly ignore the sweaty fists of the legion(predicate) urchins , who scuttle in and out of the teeming masses. The urchins , bright eyeball darting to and fro ,festooned with a mind boggling array of chains, mobile covers ,handkerchiefs.and latching on to anyone who has the happening of making eye contact! You name it and it magically appears ! A virtual shop on the move!
Sahib, sirf paanch rupaiya(Only five rupees, sir) , he pleads, looking up with melting brown eyes and a chirpy grin on his grubby face. It was irresistible! I shake my head ruefully and watch as he streaks away ,victorious, shouting at the top of his voice.
Surprisingly he can be heard above the cacophony of the traffic. The microphone boom of the red buses, the persistent honking of the motorcyclists as they weave their way through and through the teeming masses of people was maddening. A yellow simple machine rickshaw put putters past letting let off a cloud of black smoke. I blink eyes. They burn up!
All around me are hawkers selling cotton clothing-bright check over shorts, a huge pile of T-shirts, neat rows of socks. The vendor advertises his wares by wearing samples himself! Curious passers-by stop and haggle , deliberately irrespective the sign which reads NO BARGENING.
At the intersection ahead ,are the street food stalls which smell tantalising! A closer...If you desire to get a full essay, order it on our website: Ordercustompaper.com
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