"In The Bazaars of Hyderabad" written by Sarojini Naidu best describes the beauty of the Hyderabadi Bazaars. What do you sell, O ye merchants? Richly your wares are displayed, Turbans of crimson and silver, Tunics of purple brocade, Mirrors with panels of amber, Daggers with handles of jade. What do you weigh, O ye vendors? Saffron, lentil and rice. What do you grind, O ye maidens? Sandalwood, henna and spice. What do you call, O ye pedlars? Chessmen and ivory dice. What do you make, O ye goldsmiths? Wristlet and anklet and ring, Bells for the feet of blue pigeons, Frail as a dragon-fly's wing, Girdles of gold for the dancers, Scabbards of gold for the king. What do you cry, O fruitmen? Citron, pomegranate and plum. What do you play, O ye musicians? Sitar, Sarangi and drum. What do you chant, O magicians? Spells for the aeons to come. What do you weave, O ye flower-girls? With tassels of azure and red? Crown...