post-holi

you know holi, the festival of color. it’s widely celebrated in india, and even i saw an article that it also happened in jakarta, my city. you throw or put colored (and annoyingly scented) powder on other people: on the face, hair, next, arm, etc. sometimes they also use water, so you’ll get drenched. so be careful with your mobile or camera.

it’s nice to see colorful face/body. it gives different look on people. you notice their eyes (white part), teeth more. sometimes they wear bandana or glasses to reduce the surface that can be stained. they wear clothes that is ready for thrash bin. they wear white so that the colors come out to the max. they use waterguns, sometimes even the dispenser like for mosquito fogging. they use pilox (is it washable?). they play music, lie on the street, tear each other’s clothes and talk rubbish due to the effect of bhang. [my professor gave us ghujia–a kind of sweets–and the bhang intoxication was accelerated hehehe] sometimes people just want to touch you, so be careful, please. cause anything is allowed. my friends stole and sold a pile of old newspaper and bought color powder with the money. just say, « holi hai » to justify yourself.

some people vowed not to take bhang ever again as the effect is uncontrollable.

then, after 2pm they wash and clean up. no more throwing colors. skin becomes so dry. some parts of body remained colored, especially forehead near the hair, and ears. some cars cannot be cleaned thoroughly. you see stains on the wall, the floor. the clothes. and when you see somebody wearing stained clothes, you realize that he or she didn’t change the clothes. perhaps they don’t have anything else. like the autorickshaw driver i met last monday.

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