#KhulKeKheloHoli

I grew up in Chennai, where the concept of Holi was limited to certain pockets of the city. I was not from one of those pockets. My first holi experience came when I touched 30, and when I was in Bangalore. My apartment assosiation was having a holi function, and I decided to take part and also indulge in capturing certain frames for memories. Here's how the experience went

Grandparents brought their kids away from iPads and electronics to enjoy nature and festivities.

I just loved the way water was being sprayed about, and people playing with gay abandon.

Couples were rediscovering their love for each other!

People were happy to be dumped in Pink!

While some were happy to be subjected to the force of the hose pipe!

People were washing their differences with color and water

Proof that hand was used for better things than checking notifications.

Association tension and bad blood were forgotten over colours and camaraderie

Some were embarrassed by all the colours, but were enjoying Holi

The initiation ceremony for newbies was fun!

Kids welcoming other kids, just like the adults do!

The aim of the game was to make every inch of the face have all colours from the Vibgyor Spectrum

Some couples were hitting it well and were splashing it well

Actually splashing very well

The powder is waiting to be thrown at some face.

Father's getting their kids to start early! 

I still see that his teeth isn't coloured. Holi isn't over unless you eliminate the shades of White.

Tip Tip Barsa Pani! Love the way adults are playing like kids

My first holi was wonderful with water! Hope to have fun in the coming years!

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#MemoriesforLife

One of the best recent trips I had was my mother. I've never been able to spend time with my mother over the years since, if I would be in a different city, and my mother would be in our home town. If I am at my hometown, I would be visiting friends. I had an opportunity to travel to Goa for a week, and I decided, maybe I should take my mother along and show her how beautiful Goa is in the monsoon.


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The Trip

My mother was initially surprised, and was looking forward to a relaxing trip by the rains and the beaches. I surprised her by asking her if she was ready to start on a 18 km trek along the railway track, and she said YES. I did not quite expect that. What followed was a lot of conversations with my mother, since I did not have access to mobile signals and other distractions.


I took my other out travelling on the last compartment of a goods train, and she loved the experience of the goods train travelling through tunnels. I never realised she had all the energy to trek 18 kilometres out of the blue. Maybe I had been under estimating the traveller in her.

And out of tunnels, with the rains and weather keeping us cool!

And took her to the beaches to quietly have a few conversations on rains, sand and Goa.

And walking all along from Kulem to Dudhsagar. 18 kilometres walking by a 60 year old lady, all for her adventurous son!

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