Saturday was the Hindu holiday called Holi. I was really looking forward to this holiday before coming to Inida and I wanted to see it, at least from a safe distance. It tends to be a pretty lawless day. Holi ended up being on the same day as our picnic day with all of the boys from the home. They have been looking forward to our picnic day for weeks, which involves taking the school buses to a river, going swimming, and eating food. On the way we bought some colors and chased each other around and smeared colorful powder onto faces. This was our mild version of this holiday.
Boys on the bus.
My first encounter with the colorful powder. There was more to come later in the day.
This was early in the morning. By the end of the day, most people were covered with these fluorescent colors. They end up at the river in the afternoon to wash their colors away. I saw stained clothing and remnants of this holiday days after.
A gentle attack.
My preferred color.
Boys on the bus.
My first encounter with the colorful powder. There was more to come later in the day.
This was early in the morning. By the end of the day, most people were covered with these fluorescent colors. They end up at the river in the afternoon to wash their colors away. I saw stained clothing and remnants of this holiday days after.
A gentle attack.
My preferred color.
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