This afternoon, I visited a bustling and colorful night market. From a distance, the sound of music beckoned visitors to come and enjoy the festive atmosphere among the tents and rides. To the left, an old merry-go-round with white horses seemed to dance every time the machine turned.
The paint was starting to fade, but that was precisely its charm it held lasting childhood memories.
Beneath a large green, red, and yellow umbrella, a children's toy vendor stood.
His table was filled with colorful displays soap bubble guns, plastic cars, dolls, and character balloons dangling in the afternoon breeze. The vendor sat relaxed in his chair, watching the children run by, pointing at the toys they wanted. There was a sense of simplicity there, a sense of calm amidst the bustle of life.
On the other side, the enticing aroma of food wafted from a steaming dim sum cart. Nearby, there was also a vendor selling cold drinks in bright colors red, green, and purple adding a festive touch to the lights that were starting to come on as night fell.
The atmosphere of a night market always has its own charm. It's not just about the entertainment, but also about the lives of the people gathered in one place: children laughing heartily on the rides, parents enjoying nostalgia, and vendors earning a living with sincere smiles.
Standing amidst the crowd, I felt time slow down. The wind carried the sounds of cheer, laughter, and music that echoed through the air. This is where life felt so real colorful, simple, yet full of meaning.
| Photographer | Smartphone used | Location |
|---|---|---|
 | Realme C53 | Nanggroe Aceh Darussalam |
