The sun was slowly dipping behind the distant fields, casting a warm golden glow across the narrow lanes of the village. The streets bustled with life— the clinking of steel utensils, the scent of fried pakoras wafting through the air, the occasional bell of a bicycle chiming as it passed.

The younger clan, full of laughter and chatter, walked ahead in a noisy group, poking fun at each other, bargaining with local vendors, occasionally stopping for a roadside treat.