This video reminds me of how I celebrated Holi every year until I left home for college. Getting up early, excited, only to have one of your cousins smear colours on you before you're ready for it (Ma says you have to apply oil first). And after we have spent hours playing with colours, grandpa and grandma would come out to the garden, wearing fresh clothes, only to let us kids play with them.
Almost six years of being away, but nothing is the same back home too. They aren't there, the six hours of celebration is (from what I hear) reduced to just a few minutes of play and here I am, miles away, hoping to rewind the clock.