
the balloon seller
on the thoroughfare
in singsong tones
peddles his colorful ware
©Shail Mohan 2017
13 Friday Jan 2017
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I have no idea how that happened.
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How did he sell them for? So pretty..
Don’t remember now :P. This was at Muscat
So colourful! I remember buying for my sons when they were small…the balloon seller used to stand near our door and make the keek keek sound they usually make. My sons will run to the door and look at the balloon and the seller admiringly!!! I used to buy for them and they won’t last for even half an hour. But they were so happy:)
I can imagine the scene! 😀
VIbrant balloons. They are rabbits, aren’t they ?
With two huge ears. I only remember my sister and brother in law got one and had a picture of me taken with the ears sticking out prominently above my head 😀