Snapshots: Festival of Color [Fes-ti-vle-of-cuh-ler]: provides a reason for individuals to throw powdered chalk at everything and everyone

In reality, the Festival of Colors is a Hindu practice celebrating the colors of spring. It is celebrated at the end of summer to unite people with love. Oh, this festival united people with love. It's crazy what color can inspire. Within ten minutes of being at the festival, I was splattered with powdered chalk. I became a walking, talking rainbow. Probably the best religious practice ever invented.
I cannot describe to you the sight it was when all 3000 people there threw their bags of color into the sky. It was a cloud of red, blue, green, and yellow. The sight was incredible. Awe striking. Inspiring. Then all of a sudden it was in your hair, your eyes, your mouth -- everywhere. I seriously couldn't see anyone or anything in this tornado of color. No on knew what was going on, and for a brief moment, I was slightly panicked that the chalked air would eventually suffocate me completely.

But what the festival did show me was the power of color. It brings so much joy and excitement. Or maybe the act of chucking color globs is what people enjoy.