A wonderful travel diary. You have beautifully captured the familiar atmosphere of the rural fair through your writing. I miss such an atmosphere a lot because I live in the city. Seeing the picture of the colorful glass theft at the beginning of your post really reminded me of the fairs of the old days. Going to the fair and having that traditional Sarabat Bilash or tea in a clay pot amidst the intense heat gives a different kind of satisfaction, which is brought out very well through your pictures. I really liked the crowd of Nagardola and the eternal scenes of the fairgrounds. Even without going to the fair, I came to know an experience in your post; after reading the post, I felt as if I had been to the fair myself. In today's busy life, these traditions of ours are slowly disappearing. I really enjoyed reading your diary blog. Best wishes to you in this contest.