Montenegro street, is a picture of art!
It was a fine morning with the smile of a sun carrying the heat of the universe. Workers were reaching the shops as well as the customers. Everything happens here not with any unusual reasons. And they all were smiling. Their smiles brought even more light to the street.
When the bell rang from the fish market, a new guy was already there in the street to get some fish. He was none other than the Prince of Turkey walking down in a merchant's outfit. Most people warming up in the market are already staring at him. For his charmness and the pleasant smile came out of his face.
Either side of the street were filled with shops. First three for perfumes, then the next two for tobacco. The different smell coming out of the perfume shops extracted a new aroma and hit the young prince's nostrills. He saw the perfume shops then, with most of the customers are women, but the shop-keepers are men. And they are driving those women ravingly. When he reached the tobacco stalls, he saw the customers are men, but the shop-keepers are women. And those women were sitting there with the power to drive those tobacco headed men for no limits. All shop-keepers kept smiling no matter what, while all the customers shared many types of expressions with their faces. The people have already noted him. The workers invited him to their shops with their long lasting smile.
He walked straight to the fish market meanwhile studying every new things about the market. The grain shops and the fruit stalls were the bargaining centers. People quarreling with other people for their own mean profit, a well definition for the bargainers. One guy was stealing stuffs from between all those.
The Spice shops seemed to be quite silent than the others. Rich people are cutting high deals from there for spices, without a word being said, they were doing business profitably.then there was flower shops, where he saw some children doing the business. The different kinds of flowers and its ignited fragrances was quite inviting. He stood there for a moment to enjoy the scene. But the pretty looking girl who was walking behind him couldn't lose that moment and she walked into him. She couldn't go back from that moment and her invariable force of walking brought him down. He was falling straight into those flowers. The children started crying loud. The perfume men and women were already lost in their smells, and they all kept smiling and singing, with the noise of children's cry. While in tobacco shops, men stood up from their chair. The look of their faces brought the bright feeling of a street war. But the tobacco women controlled them by setting a new roll for them. Everybody was looking at him. One woman was even rolling her tongue through her lips, when her eyes met his charming face. While some of them were paused looking at his falling long hair. The quarreling people at the shops also stood quite for a moment, next moment they abused the girl for doing so and threw a banana at the crying children intending to stop crying. But when they looked at the young man falling, their eye brows got raised, but the small knife jumped out of his under-cloth put them back to its position. Back to quarreling again. The stealing guy from there was already full in his jacket and started running after making a strange sound out of his throat.
The Spice men didn't tell a word, but they already understood his royalty from his bracelets. Their eyes distributed a poor look for the lady and a Sshhh feeling for the children at the same time. And they were back to work in next moment. The young man touched the ground hidden inside the heap of flowers. he laid there until, the course of his fall, lend him a pretty hand. His eyes automatically got planted into hers. He saw his knife on her other hand, and before accepting her hand, he hid his bracelet under his cloth, and he was rising up with the help of an invincible force. The way his cheeks moved described the insight of his mind. That smile doesn't come enough in a prince's life. But it faded off when she ran away from him throwing his knife at him. His eyes automatically followed her foot steps until the wind covered it with dusts.
Once again, he started walking towards the fish market, lost in that past moment. His body was moving towards the market, but his mind was flying with her. Flying like a wind, with the sound of nature, and a feeling called love was emerging! He remembered that one strange sound came out from the stealing guy's throat. Something hidden in the air around him connected with his mind inside and made him think about that strange sound. Her jackets were also full. He remembered. And then the young prince smiled again. Making sure that this one really doesn't happen much in a prince's life. By then he was standing in the Fish market!
It was a fine morning with the smile of a sun carrying the heat of the universe. Workers were reaching the shops as well as the customers. Everything happens here not with any unusual reasons. And they all were smiling. Their smiles brought even more light to the street.
When the bell rang from the fish market, a new guy was already there in the street to get some fish. He was none other than the Prince of Turkey walking down in a merchant's outfit. Most people warming up in the market are already staring at him. For his charmness and the pleasant smile came out of his face.
Either side of the street were filled with shops. First three for perfumes, then the next two for tobacco. The different smell coming out of the perfume shops extracted a new aroma and hit the young prince's nostrills. He saw the perfume shops then, with most of the customers are women, but the shop-keepers are men. And they are driving those women ravingly. When he reached the tobacco stalls, he saw the customers are men, but the shop-keepers are women. And those women were sitting there with the power to drive those tobacco headed men for no limits. All shop-keepers kept smiling no matter what, while all the customers shared many types of expressions with their faces. The people have already noted him. The workers invited him to their shops with their long lasting smile.
He walked straight to the fish market meanwhile studying every new things about the market. The grain shops and the fruit stalls were the bargaining centers. People quarreling with other people for their own mean profit, a well definition for the bargainers. One guy was stealing stuffs from between all those.
The Spice shops seemed to be quite silent than the others. Rich people are cutting high deals from there for spices, without a word being said, they were doing business profitably.then there was flower shops, where he saw some children doing the business. The different kinds of flowers and its ignited fragrances was quite inviting. He stood there for a moment to enjoy the scene. But the pretty looking girl who was walking behind him couldn't lose that moment and she walked into him. She couldn't go back from that moment and her invariable force of walking brought him down. He was falling straight into those flowers. The children started crying loud. The perfume men and women were already lost in their smells, and they all kept smiling and singing, with the noise of children's cry. While in tobacco shops, men stood up from their chair. The look of their faces brought the bright feeling of a street war. But the tobacco women controlled them by setting a new roll for them. Everybody was looking at him. One woman was even rolling her tongue through her lips, when her eyes met his charming face. While some of them were paused looking at his falling long hair. The quarreling people at the shops also stood quite for a moment, next moment they abused the girl for doing so and threw a banana at the crying children intending to stop crying. But when they looked at the young man falling, their eye brows got raised, but the small knife jumped out of his under-cloth put them back to its position. Back to quarreling again. The stealing guy from there was already full in his jacket and started running after making a strange sound out of his throat.
The Spice men didn't tell a word, but they already understood his royalty from his bracelets. Their eyes distributed a poor look for the lady and a Sshhh feeling for the children at the same time. And they were back to work in next moment. The young man touched the ground hidden inside the heap of flowers. he laid there until, the course of his fall, lend him a pretty hand. His eyes automatically got planted into hers. He saw his knife on her other hand, and before accepting her hand, he hid his bracelet under his cloth, and he was rising up with the help of an invincible force. The way his cheeks moved described the insight of his mind. That smile doesn't come enough in a prince's life. But it faded off when she ran away from him throwing his knife at him. His eyes automatically followed her foot steps until the wind covered it with dusts.
Once again, he started walking towards the fish market, lost in that past moment. His body was moving towards the market, but his mind was flying with her. Flying like a wind, with the sound of nature, and a feeling called love was emerging! He remembered that one strange sound came out from the stealing guy's throat. Something hidden in the air around him connected with his mind inside and made him think about that strange sound. Her jackets were also full. He remembered. And then the young prince smiled again. Making sure that this one really doesn't happen much in a prince's life. By then he was standing in the Fish market!
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