It seems like the excitement of Dussehra from our childhood has faded away. We used to eagerly wait for it all year long. Back then, we would watch Ramayana, go to open-ground Ramleelas, and enjoy the vibrant atmosphere with tents. But now, Dussehra has turned into just another holiday. We used to watch these events with so much charm and enthusiasm. My twin sister and I, holding hands, dressed alike, would go with our parents to the ground right behind our house in Chandigarh. We would buy toy swords, masks, and other things connected to Ramleela and Dussehra. I still remember buying those special glasses. The memories are so vivid, like the burning effigy of Ravana, and we wouldn't return home until the final firework burst from Ravana. It brings back memories of when we used to go to Dussehra fairs, watch Ramleelas, and wonder about how Ram would defeat Ravana. We were so excited. But now, Dussehra has become just a holiday, and we focus more on celebrating Diwali with new clothes and cleaning the house. It's sad that in Mumbai, there are very few places where you can witness the burning of Ravana. Perhaps it's because we've moved from the small town of Chandigarh to Mumbai, where it feels like everyone is lost in their own lives, and the festive spirit is missing.