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The committee had three members: Rohan, the engineer of elaborate pulley systems; Priya, the artist who could paint a galaxy on a grain of rice; and Bunty, who owned a van and a questionable collection of disco lights. Their mission was simple: take every boring, traditional festival and inject it with pure, joyful chaos.

“Space? In Nandgaon?” scoffed Mrs. Patel, the town gossip. “We can’t even get reliable cell signal.” utsav 4 fun

This time, the target was the annual Harvest Moon fair. Traditionally, it involved a prayer, some bland khichdi, and a lecture from the town elder about the glory of yams. Not this year. The committee had three members: Rohan, the engineer

Old Gupta walked up to the committee. He held out a wrinkled hand. “Next year,” he said, “I have an idea for a black hole-themed khichdi-eating contest.” In Nandgaon