"Because nothing makes me happier and nothing makes me sadder than you.”

There is surprisingly a calmness in watching people rush. There is something about the street markets. Repeated verses of - Madame we have this, we have that, just stop by our store. Do they know how much that bother the customers, or I don't know, is it just me. When I am buying something I don't like the seller and his assistants shadowing me. This is one of the reasons I hate shopping. Those idiots keep asking and asking without being any help. I somehow managed today, to buy pretty things tho.

There surely is. A space of tranquility in a space of noise and crowd. You might not notice if you're lost in the chaos. But if you for one second stand still where you are, look around, look around to all that busy faces, street people buying and burgling street things, beggars hanging around saying the same dialogue to every man and woman they come across that they haven't eaten all day(I wonder how they rely all their lives on the humanity of others) cat fight among young girls passing the street, cars facing with parking trouble, drivers shouting, dogs barking, all comes together like a movie scene. A chaotic hot mess. Nobody stops movement. Goes on and on. The noise. The people. The cars. The horns. The dialogues the shopkeepers say like mantras. But if you standstill, Hear yet not listen closely, Look around, you will find out yourself what I am talking about.