Holi began with a rather lazy start of a day with breakfast in bed, mildly irritated by the loud music blaring off speakers in the neighbourhood, as I surfed the internet in bed. Yes, I have lights on Saturday and Sunday for a few hours. Thank you NEA!
Post lunch, Dhungel phoned to say that he was on his way to pick me up to “do something this Holi with the home boys”. Repulsed at the idea of having to duck my way onto the pickup point with rooftops festering with kids and exuberant adults, who’d be more than happy to tip a bucket of fetid water over or hurl plastic bag projectiles at passersby, I left the sanctity of my bed. Continue reading Holi hai!