The sprawling airport terminal buzzed with activity, a symphony of bustling footsteps, echoing announcements, and the muffled hum of conversations. The air carried the scent of freshly brewed coffee and a hint of cinnamon, mingling with the aroma of warm croissants wafting from a nearby bakery. Large windows allowed natural light to flood the space, casting a gentle glow upon the polished floors.
Amidst this vibrant atmosphere, a serene corner stood where a beautiful Indian lady in her 40s sat perched on a cushioned seat. Her long, ebony hair cascaded down her back, adorned with a delicate jasmine flower. Dressed in an elegant sari, she exuded an air of grace and intellect.