Vrindavan, Uttar Pradesh, India
Dust for desires
In the beat of an eyelid their desires are cast into the glittering light. They are suspended in the air like paint upon a canvas. Beneath the surface of chaos is an underlying joy and brotherhood. You can almost pluck it from the air, as flecks of bright dust that rub colour between your fingers. At the Holi Festival, you set aside your passions for the attainment of Krishna and the well being of society.
Soundtrack: Salomon Ligthelm.
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