Living in India, we are blessed with festivals. For every single occasion there are festivals. Such is the frequency that if one goes then another is on its way.
But gone are the days when I lived through all the festivals. When I was kid I believed being grown up is fun. No school, no homework and all play. But now I feel it was happy days being a kid. Life of an adult human being is alright because now I don’t have to go school anymore. But my job takes care of this perspective in a similar fashion. I miss all the fun that I had with my friends in festival times. Even this year I found myself doing a morning shift when rest of my friends including my bro was getting drenched in coloured water on the eve of holi.
Yesterday by the time I returned home, everything was over and I only got to see the aftermath of that great day. On my way, I saw roads were empty as if a curfew has been imposed. I could see roads with patches of red, blue colour. Even cars, bikes parked on roads were not spared. In short it was all very colourful. And as usual I was the odd one out among them.
Since I was not there to play holi this year I have decided to share some of my last year’s snap with all of you. They were taken from my mobile phone camera.
Maybe next year I would be at home, to have fun and take some more snaps of this colourful event.
See ya next time, till then take care.