Sunday, 14 December 2014

The Balloon Seller

As I fled past the roads lined with shops and vehicles in equal number, a man covered in balloons caught my glaring eyes. He seemed amazingly colorful with the large balloons all over him. The balloons were big and the bright shiny colors were equally tempting.


For few seconds, it let me forget off my age. However, soon I got back on my senses and took control of my inner self. In this chilling winter, it was a good warm sight for everyone. I recalled how as kids we used to run up to these toy-selling vendors and then in minutes, our hands would start rolling up on the up-stood cart. I envied myself a bit. Still on the verge to decide if I would buy one. I followed him a few paces. Yes, the people would certainly stare at me while I bring back home. But Alas! he was no longer to be seen. Faster and quicker than me and my thought process!


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