It was 6:15PM and there I was trying to get water chestnut for Jonathan when I noticed some disturbing faces around me. These are faces of disappointments and anxiety. As I gazed further to dig out more details, I get more disheartened. These traders kept peeping towards the sky, particularly at the black unruly herd of clouds being herded by strong wind towards the location I was standing. After staring at the clouds, they look back at the amount of food they have prepared for the night’s trade. Will it pour? It is going to be wasted, a day’s income would be washed. Food traders are worst affected. Others merely grumbled. Many has then started to pack their stalls, with disappointing looks shrouding the once cheerful pack. It is just another of those day.

This was the scene of a night trader’s market I visited last Monday. I’ve always put this policy in my mind when I visits these places. If I could afford the price which these traders put forward, I’ll not bargain for further reduction in price. A penny extra, is a glimsp of hope for these “unruly” days.

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