Two years ago, we accidentally encountered the Hindu festival of Holi. We were in Rishikesh, enroute to Delhi and home, when on the way to the taxi stand we were bombarded with colour and surrounded by shouts of “Happy Holi”! Not being prepared with a cover for my camera, I knew I would have to return to experience the festival again. Nothing can prepare you for the blasts of colour, the happiness, and the reverence.
Mathura, the birth place of Krishna, and the temple town of Vrindavan are two of the best places to celebrate Holi. This blog shows how it was to make our way to the Bankey Bahari Temple in Vrindavan, which prepared us for the magic to be found once inside (that will be part 2). There are stalls everywhere selling dye (gulal) which you’ll eventually be covered in.
Along the way, we’re greeted with intense joy and playfulness.
And the wonderment of children.
This time I was prepared with a cover on the camera. And Margaret, as always, brought her intrepid spirit and big smile.
A reminder that you can click on each photo to enlarge it! Happy Holi!