Vegetable seller


When I was a kid, I reclined near the balcony door under the sunlight and overheard the veggie seller shout out vegetables he was selling for the day.

Such a lively thing it was; the crows were crowing… the birds were chirping, dogs barking, music playing, people talking, cars honking, kids yelling, bells ringing, whistles blowing… there were even monkeys screeching from trees somewhere.

I lived and thrived off noise.

It’s 2018, and I once more hear the vegetable seller repeatidly shout out the vegetables he’s selling as he walks down the sleepy neighborhood mid day.

I loved it, and I still love it. It makes me happy to know that some things haven’t changed since childhood… even though I’ve moved on and my realities have shifted.

2018-10-19 06.51.22

Published by Samasya Tapasya

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