🏘️ A piece of joy under our house
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I went to the window and stood. I saw that the space that was empty in the afternoon had suddenly taken on a colorful and lively form. There were small shops all around, all with bright lights and various items. The vendors were sitting under red, blue, and yellow tarpaulins or umbrellas, setting up their stalls with smiles on their faces.
I saw the most crowds at the food stalls. Phuchka, chatpati, jhalmuri, and onions and purples fried in hot oil—the smell of these filled the entire area. Seeing them from a distance made my mouth water. Little children were bidding for balloons and toys. The colorful balloons were swinging in the air, how nice it was to see!
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And this fair has a different tone—that is the hustle and bustle of people. Everyone, young and old, seems to have found themselves at this fair. Little smiles are exchanged between acquaintances and strangers, some are bargaining, some are chatting and eating. This scene seems to have removed the monotony of urban life in an instant.
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I feel that such small fairs are what actually keep the small places of joy and love in our society alive. There is a festive atmosphere in this crowd. Seeing this scene in the evening light and darkness made my heart feel happy and calm. I want to go down and take a walk right now, and buy a hot jilapi from the fair!
To be honest, this sudden fair has changed our ordinary day into a special day. I am very happy that I can see such a wonderful scene from the window of my house.



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