Little melody...

Went to Otara Market once more.. It was a merry little place... people were all over the place finding for the cheapest farm produce... Many were much cheaper than the city... the simplicity brought contentment... I bought the biggest and the rosiest apples... the folks that lived there and around were mostly Pacific Islanders... There was a short performance... Their voices were superb and strong... Worshipping God... simply charming to the ears... I imagined them singing folk songs around the campfire... That would be such a deligthful chilling activity... The breeze blew gently... blowing the peaceful spirit into everyone aroung them...