This is in response to Ritu’s post here . She is describing all sorts of Holi players and I thought what the heck there is one tribe of holi players, rascals…. i experienced and I was so pissed off …. grrrrr…..
There are rascal holi player types tooo !!!
Dhuleti or Dhulendi whatever you want to call it was over,
it was Rang Panchmi,
you are going to mumbai… you are bored sitting in the train you plug your ipod and decide to go and stand at the door… looking out at MY INDIA … watching my country from the train… trying to think and conjure a post
suddenly near ujjain a group of men with buckets full of colour filled balloon…
decide to pelt the whole train..
and you find your clothes all coloured… my favourite trouser… !!
all gone.. Some older people with gray hair suddenly had their hair in a new colour !! pink…
Some small kids were so stunned they wouldnt stop wailing….
Some rascal supporters keep smiling and keep saying more to themselves i think, “Bura na mano Holi hai !!”
What the heck….
Suddenly you also find your sweat leather cream coloured shoes have got some huge pink coloured spots on them and you are to receive a delegate from turkey at 8 am next day morning so you have to wear the same darn shoes as no shop will be open to buy new ones !!!
now you tell me to appreciate holi and how ??
I always unwillingly have always played… I liked the balloon throwing that happens in Mumbai… but suddenly… err… my perception is totally changing !!!!! yuck yuck grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr