Happy Holi
Unexpected.
I didn't expect to have such a good time. I thought it would be a lot of fun, but, in a different way I guess.
There's something to be said about running around like kids, with kids, in an effort to celebrate a holiday. No one is mean about adding a little color to you. All in good fun.
Even as adults, I think we all have a little kid inside of us. One that wants to run around, maybe as we used to.
And, I think it all comes down to one simple thing. The time(s) when someone older used to tell you (most often when you weren't allowed to do something)
Someday you're going to wish you were a kid again.
At the time was often thought.
What?!
Who would have thought, that all you want to do is feel like you didn't have a care in the world. Only having to worry about what you were going to do after school.
Simple.
Not a care in the world. No bills. No work. Maybe a little bit of drama.
Its amazing how easy throwing paint and color onto each other, can bring you back to those same memories.
4 comments:
I was looking out for you!
http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2009/03/holi_the_festival_of_colors.html
I was in India 2 years ago for Holi and it was pretty much a nightmare. I was in Jodhpur and had only one pair of pants (the one I was wearing), and didn't want to have my blonde hair dyed in different ugly colors.
There were a ton of kids running around trying to throw colors at tourists specifically - not just the powder type (which would have been kinda okay), but with supersoakers containing TEXTILE DYE.
I do like the basic thought of the holiday, though, and these days I miss being a kid more than often.
Not a care in the world. No bills. No work. Maybe a little bit of drama.-AMEN!
I always wish I was a kid again.
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