There can be no one in Nepal who dislikes Holi, the country comes to a halt to celebrate this national holiday. If there is, it is as rare as finding a Nepalese person who dislikes momo (find the delicious article here)- a seriously unsettling Nepalese person to meet.  Remembering back to when I was very young, peering over our veranda, I watched the world and everyone in it having fun in Holi.

Holi brings out the best in young generations, and creates their most cherished, fun memories. That which happened was never pre-planned, not as planned as time are now. Youth gather in their groups riding their trusted bikes, fully color bathed in different ways, painting the faces of their friends and passers-by as they drive by and vice-versa, carrying colors or water-filled balloons, frolicking around city roads and alleyways to join the other unknown group where they reach a color fight crescendo.

The young generation gets carried away on this day as helmets are off the limits and throwing caution into the wind, you would often see 3+ people riding on one bike. The larger the group, the better the party is what the thinking is. People drop colored waters, catapult balloons, lather each other in vibrant color powers and more than a few (definitely) alcohol stops are made along the way.

The colors do their magic, tinting (pun intended) the vivid mood on this vibrant day.

Written by - Shanti Rai