It has been a long time, over a year since I wrote my last article here. But today is as good as any to re-start the journey. As a kid I loved the festival of Holi, or technically speaking Dhuleti - the day of colours. I love it even now, but it is no longer the 4 hour paintball-battle royale-esque festival it used to be as kids. Before I went to study at a residential school when I was 11, I spent my Holi-day at my grand parents' bungalow.
The Battle Scars from festival of Colours - Holi
The Battle Scars from festival of Colours …
It has been a long time, over a year since I wrote my last article here. But today is as good as any to re-start the journey. As a kid I loved the festival of Holi, or technically speaking Dhuleti - the day of colours. I love it even now, but it is no longer the 4 hour paintball-battle royale-esque festival it used to be as kids. Before I went to study at a residential school when I was 11, I spent my Holi-day at my grand parents' bungalow.