Oh! Holi Day

Wednesday was my first Holi and I was super excited to 'play' as they say here. We went to 'play Holi' at Sahara. It is customary on this day to drink some Bhang (that has cannibus in it) and get completely sozzled but I resisted as we were 'playing' at the rehab. Throughout the streets people are throwing colours on each other so even walking 15 minutes to Sahara we were already multi-hued upon arrival. In the days upto Holi you had to be on the lookout for water-balloons thrown by eager brats safe on terraces. But on Holi itself you should stay inside if you don't want to be doused and turned into a human rainbow. I prefer the dry colours as they wash out easily instead of dying your skin.

This was the state of boys when we arrived.
It's customary to paint the person back who paints you.
Beware of becoming a Holi Zombie.
Or a Holi Sad Clown.
But the Indian Flag is always a good look to go for.
Let the paint highlight your killer smile.
We went around the neighborhood looking for people to decorate. Reswan was carrying a plate of red colour when a water balloon was perfectly aimed from above.
Mong takes charge of Yellow.
Rehab in-charge Alemi (right) sets up the cutest photo ever.
Until the Manipuri brigrade came along.
Happy Holi Guys and to hear the sound of Holi check out the mother of all Holi Songs here with good old Amitabh.