On getting to the bazaar he realizes it’s all vanity, idealizing about the girl and the bazaar was a mistake from the onset. It was obvious the narrator wanted to leave his current circumstance of a boring, lonely and loveless life. The narrator’s thoughts of finally escaping from the blind street where no one cared about him or his feelings. Finding out at the end of the story that his vague idea of escape is totally impossible, the reality infiltrates his fantasy at the end of the day. This realization made him very disappointed in himself, the bazaar was nothing like he imagined it would be, he wasted his time and effort for something so
On getting to the bazaar he realizes it’s all vanity, idealizing about the girl and the bazaar was a mistake from the onset. It was obvious the narrator wanted to leave his current circumstance of a boring, lonely and loveless life. The narrator’s thoughts of finally escaping from the blind street where no one cared about him or his feelings. Finding out at the end of the story that his vague idea of escape is totally impossible, the reality infiltrates his fantasy at the end of the day. This realization made him very disappointed in himself, the bazaar was nothing like he imagined it would be, he wasted his time and effort for something so