My first morning in India. Being sure that my phone would change the time zone automatically, I woke up at half past 9 to be able to get some breakfast which is served till 10. Went upstairs to the terrace and it turned out that I was living according to the wrong time, there was no breakfast anymore, BUT there were Holi preparations going on and we all were going to start playing Holi in a few minutes. Supermarkets, cafes, metro closed, no chance to escape. „Holy shit“ was my reply, when someone already threw the first color to me. Holi is a celebration of god over evil, love between Radha and Krishna and the end of winter. The feeling of friendliness, love and joy is what Holi brings to the lives of people, I cannot agree more.