Holi reminds me more of those who dislike it & shun the festival, than of those who love the riot of colours. Though the holy fire is lit on previous night for triumph of good over evil, the colour ritual brings out more evil than good the next morning. Those who love it would surely disagree. Personally, I prefer to stay clean, relax, eat Holi delicacies like puranpoli, aam-ras, read a book & admire nature from my window.
Coloured powder need not be smeared on faces to relish a colourful sight. Enjoy the spring colours in nature - bright green leaves of most of the trees' names that I do not know, the pinkish green shades of Peepal tree's tiny new leaves, Lincoln green, dark green - name the shade from your crayon box & you see it the summer Sun in India. Sparrows are rarely to be seen, but there are still the colourful birds chirping around - the bulbul, the parrots, the yellow bird & the little brown bird. Afternoons are usually dominated by the cuckoos, pigeons and the distant woodpecker working away. Evening has its own delight - array of orange or pink & purple strewn across the skies and tree tops glisten merrily like tiny crowns in the sunset glow.
Sit back, sip a cool drink & watch nature's Holi as often as you can. :-)
