Holi-Personal Narrative

I remember hearing the dholak drum beats as I walked in, my nervousness melting away as I see some familiar faces. I may not have actually been in India, but it felt like my history, family, and passion: all mixed together like spices in a traditional dish and it's heavenly aftertaste. My first year ever celebrating Holi with a big group of people. The food, the colors, the dancing. It was all there. All right in front of me.

First of all, the food was very delicious and traditional...for the most part. Just like you would find it at any other celebration. Aloo gobi, matar paneer, and yes...even pizza galore! All delicious and all filling. Meant to delight your tastebuds and leaving them asking for more. Even taking a risk to try new things is completely worth it. Most of the foods are finger foods. Using the naan, a type of bread, to scoop up different vegetables such as potatoes, cauliflower, carrots, beans, and broccoli, seasoned with curry. Sure, it can be slightly messy, but tastes wonderful all the same. …show more content…
You get to smear colored powder on people's faces and clothes ( which were specifically white for the occasion). It was fun being sneaky and drenching my family and friends, but mainly my Haitian friend Michael. Covering the place in dust, and in the end looking like you walked through a colorful painting. By the end of the celebration, we would need to take a really long time to get all the color