Bazaar

World of colours twinkling like stars, I really wonder, how mesmerising could be Bazaar. When one is low, When one is free, When one wants to have some fun, Going to bazaar would be awesome. Wow! See that shop. Don’t you feel, we should stop! Tinkling chimes, Hanging in line. I want to stop here for a while. Those sequinned cushions, All in white. Could there be something, even more bright! See that hoard of antique next to the boutique, From fairy land to queen land, what a transit! Look at the horde out there! LCD on the wall and cricket in the air. Oh ho! That’s a restaurant! People are being served on the chair. That’s indeed a tricky affair. Let me also take a break, And grab my cake. Hey! You don’t wait! Walk around! This place is great. 22/2/19

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 2/23/2019 1:44:00 PM

I was thinking "Where are you?" I raced to read the title and smiled, wishing I had ever been to one. Is it perhaps like an antique mall? That is what I was thinking at first.

Aditi Sheemar
Date: 2/23/2019 9:56:00 PM

The shopping area of Gangtok. the nip in the air, maze of lights all around. That's a beautiful place. thank you for sharing your precious time.