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Colorful India: Holi Festival

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“Holi is a time to reach out with the colors of joy. It is the time to love and forgive. It is the time expresses the happiness of being loved and to be loved through colors.” – Anonymous

Today in the US, one of our favorite holidays will be celebrated – Saint Patrick’s Day. There will be plenty of people wearing green that are Irish and probably a lot more that aren’t, but regardless it’s a very fun holiday with a lot of merriment.

In India, eleven days ago, Holi was celebrated throughout the country. Let me tell you – it’s like Saint Patrick’s Day…but more. A LOT more!

Holi is a spring festival in India and is known as the festival of colors. This year Holi was celebrated on March 5 and 6th. On March 5, the Holi festival starts with a gathering around a bonfire, singing, and dancing. The next day is a free for all of color – and believe me, it’s some amazing fun! Most people in India I found celebrated with their family and friends that live closest to them in their communities wherever their home town is. At XLRI our GMBA family began the festivities around 10AM and by noon, no one could really tell who each other was – that’s how intense the color gets.

Here is the Before....

Here is the Before….

...and here is the after!

…and here is the after!

Wikipedia has a good overview of the history around Holi and how people celebrate it across India. Here is the link:

It was an amazing experience to be able to celebrate the festival with all of our cohort members. It was a blast! I’m still trying to get some color out of the beds of my nails, I had to throw away my clothes, and my Havenieda sandals are permanently stained – bit it was all worth it!

Read more Holi Quotes:


Starting the Journey- first weeks in India: Part I

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“In India, I found a race of mortals living upon the Earth, but not adhering to it, inhabiting cities, but not being fixed to them, possessing everything, but possessed by nothing”Apollonius Tyanaeus quotes (Neo-Pythagorean)

Traveling to India is always trying; the flight is long, the layovers in New Delhi go from hours to eons when landing at zero dark thirty, and finally the excitement you feel can exhaust your mind as well. This may be my third trip to India, but there is something about this country that I find new and exciting each time I come and this time wasn’t any different than the last two.

Currently I am residing at XLRI (Xavier Labour Relations Institute) for my 2nd semester of my Global MBA. XLRI is actually based in the Indian state of Jharkand and in the city of Jamshedpur. It is a small city – population of around 1-1.3 million people – and the university is a self sustaining place. After traveling over 24 hours to reach Jamshedpur, needless to say my first couple of days here were a blur. The accommodations are extremely nice (our building has just been built), the food is delicious, and the classes are already running me ragged with all the reading and getting my ear attune to the different accents all over again!

As always, my first impressions of India are colorful. The country is always so vibrant and you can see it plainly in the riotous colors they have for their different textiles, especially for the women.

All of the colors!

All of the colors!

My other guilty pleasure is enjoying some of the signage, in terms of traffic laws and the like. Let’s just say that driving in India should be considered an Olympic sport. Between the horns honking, the cows meandering through the streets, the mopeds, rickshaws, auto rickshaws, autos, buses, work trucks…etcetera, it’s sheer anarchy on the roads at all times of the day. The signs are just icing on the cake. Especially ones like this one:

Traffic Stop, pay attention!

Traffic Stop, pay attention!

I  guess what makes it funny to me is that no one even pays the slightest bit of attention to it, and it’s at a 3-way intersection on the left hand side of the road – where no one really bothers to look at it. Traffic is a very interesting thing in India there are written rules, and unwritten rules; and the unwritten rules seem to be King – from what I’ve seen. It works though, it definitely works.

I’m sure there are going to be many more tidbits that will come up, but in my next post I will walk through my first trip away from campus all the way to the Bay of Bengal!