A visual enhancing story.
I vision the narrator's world, as very bleak and dark.
It talks about shadows and darkness repetitively.
It talks about shadows and darkness repetitively.
Until he mentions Mangan, her figure defined by the light. The curve on her neck was caught by the light of the lamp.
She mentions the Araby Bazaar and his world is filled with curiosity. The bazaar is a metaphor of him exploring his feelings while his heart filled with butterflies just like discovering the bazaar filled with mysterious, exotic and colorful oriental trinkets, lamps and rugs.
Alas he arrived at the Bazaar, and it wasn't what he thought it would be. Mangan is destined for the convent, and the Bazaar is looking dark and bleak again.
