Holi reminds us of “Balam Pichkari” playing in the background while a riot of colourful gulaal hangs mid-air—laughter echoing through streets, white kurtas turning pink, yellow and blue within seconds. It’s that one day when India loosens up. When strangers smear colour on each other and become friends. When temples ring with chants in the morning and rooftops pulse with music by noon.






