I am the one who visit
the market place
Not to buy anything...
Only to witness my presence
Just to evaluate the market
Neither I am a market Researcher
Nor a financial analyst
I am not a high class business personality too
Though I visit the place occasionally
Where everything and everyone has face value
According to their secret covering
Everything is covered with
Wonderful and attractive packing
I sometimes visit...
To mix and match my status with market
To resume perception of being super rich
Rich in terms of acquisitive crayons
Which paints me with flamboyant colors
To make me suitable for this market place
In hope that
It will definitely enhance my face value
Upto the highest possible extent
So... I am the one who visit market place
Just like that.
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