SOUMYA

The mela was bursting with life a swirl of colors, laughter and music that wrapped around us, the very moment we stepped in. The air was thick with the aroma of roasted peanuts, jalebis frying in ghee and that faint, sugary sweetness of cotton candy drifting lazily in the air. Fairy lights dangled from every stall like captured stars, flickering against the dark sky. The dhol beats echoed somewhere in the distance, blending with children's giggles and the playful calls of vendors.