Last year around this time I was introduced to an Indian tradition known as Holi (The festival of colors). A few times a year the bosses of her company throw parties at there houses in the Hamptons and in Jersey. Showing appreciation for their hard work and dedication. On this particular day we were told to wear old clothes and be prepared to get dirty. As we drove towards the event Kay filled me in on what little she knew about the event. I was both curious and a little scared. Holi is a traditional Spring festival celebrated by Hindus, Sikhs in countries like India, Sri Lanka and Nepal. The tradition celebrates the coming of the Spring and the triumph of ‘good’ over ‘evil’. Participants playfully throw colored powder and water at one another. Soaking one another with colored water guns and even going as far as throwing participants into pools. All while consuming alcohol, dancing and signing. By the end of the day our clothes, hair, skin, my camera were all covered in the powder. Kayuri was worried about damaging my camera but I told her “I may never get to witness something like this again. So I’ll take my chances.” We had a really great time that day and enjoyed celebrating with friends.