So here I am - sitting with a pinkish hue in my face - courtesy all the colours of Holi.
Yeap, I was part of the festival of colours - officially for the first time...
And I got to say - it is another version of a Dance party for me!
So your friends come barging in at your door; smear the colors all over your face and hair; pour more on rest of you - and you have to do the same - thats the covenant. Well, I was following the social convention and became part of the tantrum party..
Too late to change the track of this conversation from grumpy to cheerful ? Of course; how can I leave a chance to rant - though I did forego the job treat :D
But hey, there were a few positive takeaways - do not wear any cotton whites - I now have a purple-pink colour-patched Banian that is a sight! And for that matter - loose the glasses too - its tough to clean around the edges!
Anyways, here I am wishing everyone Happy Holi - with traces of the colours still in my cuticles and hair - and gallant about going back to being a Bangalorean depicted thus:
