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3月11日 Sigh.......... This isn't going to be the best day. Somehow, holi always tends to
bring about more loathing and fear in my mind than any joy it is
supposed to manifest. I've never enjoyed throwing random arrays of
colour at strangers, or friends even for that matter, and I haven't had
a particular love for anything else that accompanies it either. Maybe
its because I don't fully understand the religious significance of the
holiday. Maybe because in its religious significance I don't understand
the reason for the throwing of all this harmful chemical colour. I've
experimented of course. I didnt simply banish the holiday from my mind
and never try my hand at the celebration of it. I played with water baloons and water guns my entire childhood.....its what happens when you live in a large colony full of children. (and the occasional adults acting like children) But I could have gone down any day of my life and thrown water at my friends. In fact, it happened, a lot of the time. Summer vacations, early morning weekends, random escapades in the building with my glitter speckled pink transparent water gun. So I suppose one particular day never struck me as important enough to spray water on people. As children, we werent allowed to play with colour - quite rightly of course. And then I grew up and went from a little Parsi colony and a small little school to a big school where a lot of people returned to school after the Holi holiday with pink ears and purple fingernails. While I found the sight of this colour stained skin extremely revolting, wishing people would just scrub until it came off, (because who wanted to walk around with pink ears?!) I felt a slight curiosity about the popularity of it all. So I experimented. I played Holi. With colour and everything. My mum was horrified when I came home with a blue chin and purple cheeks, and several other colours splattered across my arms and legs. But it did nothing for me. And the trouble it took to wash it all out and get my hair back to normal after the colour had ruined it for atleast a week, was hardly worth a day of prancing around with colour spraying around me. So my first experience with colour wasnt particularly enjoyable. I tried it again when everyone continued to rave of its enjoyment. It was fun, the insisted upon it. So I tried, again. And while running around staining other peoples clothes and wetting them was enjoyable enough in a juvenile sense, it, once more, did nothing for me. So I left Holi to its connoisseurs and continued my life without pink ears every March. Maybe......and this seems the most relevant and plausible reason of all......its because Holi has become more of a danger to the people of the city than any joy it could possibly bring forth. It's almost a day to kill people, injure people, and (most recently in the news) knock them off their bikes with water baloons filled with anything but water. Where did the notion of acid in a water baloon become a part of Holi tradition? Whenever it did, it seems to enjoy making repeat appearances every year ever since I can remember. Chilli powder is another favourite. Enough to blind you of course, no less. And then there's the latest of course......chemical liquids and car fluids. Theres the usual leering and targetting of women, or anyone who seems to look like a sitting duck. So what pleasure do these menaces of society gain from this injuring of their own countrymen? The same I suppose that any sadists do when there's violence and injury without reason. So while my numbness to the excitement that Holi brings is hardly relevant, and while I don't in the least bit in any way condemn its celebration, indeed I wouldnt mind people celebrating it around me as long as it didnt touch me. (well.....only because I have an aversion to chemicals touching my sensitive skin and cannot bear the thought of rubbing off anymore colour.....the bright colours of Holi don't bring out my eyes as much as my normal skin tone....!!!) What disgusts me, what saddens me, and what makes me detest the arrival of this holiday, is sadly the presence of people who literally pick any day they can to do the most damage to a city already crumbling against these menacing activities. So let the colour flow and the water spray. Just pray chilli powder, acid and other abnormalties don't come your way. 引用通告此日志的引用通告 URL 是： http://punkpig4rhea.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!BDD32647520DB568!937.trak 引用此项的网络日志
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