Happy Phagwah to those who r celebrating ..
Let us share our memories of this festival…back in the old days in GY ..
N what itis like now, in Gy n out of GY
As a kid, growing up in a Hindu home, we celebrated .
after I left home n moved to GT, I didnt participate (except in sharing the goodies..lol)
I Liked some aspects n disliked some activities .growing up we (the 4 gal pickney) were not allowed to play with the water..my dad locked the doors n he stayed in the yard n took all the wetting!!
So i never liked the water portion ..
Once, i rem going to amt hay with my mom, early in the morning..n there were some drunks on the road..they dipped the nasty muddy water from trench n ‘dashed’ it upon us..with our ice white frocks. Someof the water got into my eyes n dont letme tell you how i bawled . It was painful , notonly because of the murky water, it was the force that the water was thrown with …
needless to say i never went back to Kathy’s on a Phagwah morn
another time, my dad came upstairs n forgot to lock the frnt door, 3 of my bro’s friend came thru the door with cans of a beer n ran into the kitchen where everyone was cooking..the throw the Abee r n wet up all d foods..even the dhal puri that my sis was cooking..including some that were finished.
My dad was so mad with himself..he was bz with his bird cage n didnt even noticed whn the guys sneaked into the yard thru the gate.