Wow, nice! Your pictures are so colorful. I think you enjoyed it a lot.
A traditional fair called "Baul Mela" was also held in our small village. Which colored our childhood.
When I was a child, I used to take money from my father and run to see the fair People used to come from far away to this fair. Almost everything was available. Relatives used to come for the fair, which added to the joy of the fair.
But with time, many things have changed. Now that famous fair is not held anymore. Thousands of people are not seen gathering like before. Good days are gone from life.