Holi

Yesterday was Holi, the Hindu new year. I heard that it's the root of the word holiday, but maybe not. It's a pretty insane holiday, in the morning, all the indians through colored water on each other. If you go out side, they will also gladly throw cowshit and drainwater at you. It can get pretty violent, too--there was a fight in the street outside my house and one guy ended up in the hospital. I stayed home from last night all day, and I "played holi" (IE through colors on eachother) with my homestay family--one of the brothers who lives in Delhi came in to play holi with us. THe thing is, these colors don't wash of your skin--I spent all afternoon scrubbing, and I'm still highly colored. It's a good holiday, but it was randomly raining and cold yesterday, which is really strange for India around Holitime, so it made the waterfight aspect less enjoyable. In the evening, everyone calms down and everyone dresses up in new clothes ( I got a new Corta for the occasion) and goes to visit their friends and family. I visited both of my gurus, mythology and tabla, and ate too many sweets. Everyone loving and friendly on Holi in the evening and devilish in the morning. I'm glad I was here on Holi, but it wasn't that exciting because I had to stay at home all day. Glad it's over.

more later. not too much to tell.
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jed