Armaan went to watch the Diwali Mela with his parents. He wanted to enjoy a ride the Ferris wheel. His father was quite reluctant about Armaan going the the Mela as he had never been to such a crowded place before. 

Whereas Armaan was skipping happily, eager to visit the rides. After his father paid for the ride’s ticket, the family of three quickly made their way to the ride. 

The previous ride’s round had just ended when they reached the entry section. Armaan climbed into the compartment where he was supposed to sit. When he noticed a girl sitting next to him, he waved at her shyly, to which she gave a small smile in return. As the ride started, he felt a burst of excitement as he waved his parents with enthusiasm. After finishing a quarter of the first round, he heard a creaking sound coming from somewhere near him, but he paid no attention to it. Instead, he moved his gaze over to the girl beside him. She looked like Armaan had seen her somewhere. Wanting to make small talk, He asked her, “Do i know you? You seem familiar.“

To this, the girl shook her head in disagreement. He was about to make small talk with the girl, but she didn’t look like she was interested in talking, so he decided against it.

Not talking didn’t mean he couldn’t look at her. As he studied her, he noticed she was about his age, maybe an year or so older. She was wearing a grey jumpsuit, along with a gorgeous, sapphire blue hat.

Lost in his thoughts, he suddenly felt the ride stop. He had noticed that they had reached the top of the wheel. Armaan bent forward, so he could get a better view of the Mela. But as he did so, the same creaking sound came, but this time, it was louder. Before Armaan could process what was going on, the carriage door flew open.

He tried to hold on to the door to prevent himself from falling but was too late. he shut his eyes in fear, thinking he was about to fall. 

But he never did.

As he opened his eyes, he noticed the same quiet mysterious girl who he sat with, holding tightly onto his arm. He let out a scream of terror. The girl was surprisingly really strong. 

Meanwhile, a crowd had started to form below them. The faces of the people was either filled with shock or fear. Armaan’s father was the most furious, on the pathetic safety measures of the Mela. He tried to calm Armaan’s mother down as she was in tense and scared for Armaan.

Armaan was still hanging halfway outside the carrige, scared he was about to plunge to his death. With all her strength, the girl pulled on his arm, slowly, in order to prevent him from falling. She took a deep breath, mustered all of her strength, and with one final pull, was able to get Armaan back.

On seeing Armaan was back safe, his father furiously ordered he be brought back down. 

As soon as the carriage reached the ground, Armaan jumped into his parents arms’. His parents gave out a cry of relief on seeing their precious child safe. The parents told they would file a complaint on their poor security services and promised to get them sued for endangering their childs life. 

Armaan suddenly remembered the girl who had saved his life. He stood up abruptly and looked for the girl frantically. His father asked “Whats the matter Armaan? Is everything alright?”. 

To this Armaan replied that he was looking for the girl who sat with him on the ride. 

His father said,confused,“What are you talking about Armaan? You were sitting alone. There was no one with you.”

Armaan answered,”What? There was a girl! I talked to her! She was wearing a jumpsuit and a deep sapphire hat! She saved my life Papa! ”

The mother shook her and said that he must’ve hit his head somewhere while pulling himself up.

Confused, he tried to shrug off a wierd feeling slowly creeping it’s way towards him. He got up with his parents, ready to get as far away from this place as he could. On his way out,as the wind was blowing, he felt something hit him in the face. He pulled it away so he could study it. It was a small article that seemed to be from a newspaper. It was about a girl, a girl named Maya. Maya who had died in the very same Mela they were in, about an year ago. 

His heart sunk as he flipped the page to find a picture of a girl. A picture of the same girl who had saved him. Wearing the same jumpsuit with the same sapphire blue hat.