My First Holi Experience

by Aranyakananda

Normally Holi Colors is played by mixing the color powder with water. Participants squirt each other with water guns. Today we did not need to do that. It was raining most of the afternoon so we just took the bags of colors and chucked it around at one another.

Well, I didn’t do much of the chucking. I just let myself get colored.

I have been identifying as Hindu since sometime in late 2009, have been attending the temple since 2010, but this was my very first Holi festival. Because I am still technically “on the mend” physically, my intent was to hang to the sidelines and take pictures. That did not last long. I got a few mediocre shots of people tentatively threatening to color each other, or non-aggressively smooshing the colors onto another’s cheeks. Nothing to write home about. I put the camera away when people began to come up to me and color me. They wanted me to feel like a part of the festivities. And I appreciate that immensely.

Today I felt so much a part of the community. It was great. Many times over I heard “Hey, you need more yellow!” or “You need more blue!” etc., at which point the color which was deemed lacking was administered. Everyone seemed to be in much more open spirit. Even those who I sometimes have difficulty conversing meaningfully with outside of Gita discussion had their guard down today. And why not, on Holi? (we celebrated three days late, I know!)

I had told my bus driver on the way over that when he picked me up later, I may be a multi-hued mess of a person. And I did not disappoint him. Well maybe I did, but I backed up my prediction is what I mean.

When I came home I immediately threw my coat, my hat and my pants in the bath tub. The colors came out easily. I assumed I’d be working on getting it out of my skin until Sunday night. I wondered if I would have a lot of explaining to do at work Monday morning with four unnatural colors on my face, ground in. But I am back to my old self already. Well, no…no I’m not. You can never truly go back to being your old self after Holi. I feel the same way every Diwali. To imagine the group of people I was with not in the temple parking lot, but in a field somewhere in India 3,000 years ago was a happy thought.

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4 Responses to My First Holi Experience

  1. Curious says:

    Feels great to read about your experience. I was a little disappointed earlier that very few members of this group of bloggers had written about Holi.

    But quite possible that folks just didn’t talk about it for different reasons like being busy though …

    I Hope you participate in Holi festivities every year and have as much, or more fun as you had this time!!

    Cheers

  2. Mahalaya says:

    Very sweet story! Sounds like they really colored you up! I am wayyyy too shy to go for it. Since it’s mostly a big cultural event here i am less likely to visit because of the locked temple. (New carpet…and Visnu was not happy with how they ruined it the last time with color :P)

  3. Mahalaya says:

    lol can’t do, my husband has Asperger’s and the crowd this past weekend almost made him leave. He is shyer than me, and that’s saying a heap. We showed up on Saturday to some sort of soccer/football tourney going on outside. and he was all like…ohhh no. 😛

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