Right from a 2 year old kid,
To a adult diaper wearing geriatric,
Going to a mall is very attractive.
The craze for it is undefined,
As under one roof, many things you find,
So much to choose from, so many offers, it makes you mentally blind.
People from various class can be seen in the mall,
Window shopping or simply for a stroll,
Babies in prams or parents running behind them as they crawl.
The whole sense of buying things has seen a sudden change,
Since these ‘Plazas’ keep stuff of various brands and range,
The impulse buy you make is due to the way they articles arrange.
What has taken over us that we so love going to a mall,
Somewhere knowing that once done, our wallets will have a fall,
Moving with the herd mentality from one to another stall.
The ‘Sale’ sell goods which may be old or of inferior quality,
The funny part is, we are aware of the reality,
And still buying as well as spending in great quantity.
I too love visiting these super markets,
All decked up, ready to be their new target,
One bag in my hand for sure, each time I have from here departed.