" I celebrated my most memorable Holi at the colony I stayed 10 years ago. Each one of us would be made to sit and then smeared with colour and mud like a haldi chadan process.
Then we would be thrown in an ice water drum. I had thandai without realising there was bhang in it and continued laughing for the next two days, till the effect wore off.
"I played Holi for the first time last year.. and it was Samita who actually pushed me into celebrating the festival and enjoyed it so much that I realised what I had been missing all along. I loved all the masti, breaking diets and all other rules for that matter. I became a five-year-old that day"
"The Holi party at the Bachchan bungalow in 2004. I remember being carried and trown into a tub of coloured water as soon as I entered even before I could say “Hello”.. and then I was rolled in mud. When I got home, my mother couldn’t recognise me."
"During my school days, I distinctly remember one Holi at a friend’s place in Calcutta.. There was lots of bhang, mud baths and colours.. What makes it special is everyone comes together and lets loose with gay abandon.. "
"During my school days and that too in that too in the middle of my exams. I enjoyed the feeling of being liberated for that one afternoon. It was such a relief that I can never forget that Holi day."
"The best Holis I’ve ever had were in my old building in Pali Hill, Bandra. We used to play Holi all day and go all over the roads.. And a month before Holi, we would start throwing water balloons at people passing by it would be great fun."
"The best Holi I ever had was last year at a private bungalow last year. There were rain showers, great food and superb hospitality. I love metallic colours and always carry a massive supply. I play like a junglee.
"The end result was that I turned green and the colour wouldn’t go off even with kerosene. I had to rub it off layer by layer over 10 days. I had a shoot soon and so I was very paranoid. Even my hair roots were green, so I had to die my hair."
"I think all the Holis I celebrated in Delhi are memorable. Friends, colours, water tanks, rain dance, music, great food. There’s no limit to the kind of fun we had .. "
"For me it’s always been a family affair, including close friends. Besides the specially prepared delicacies, we have thandai prepared by my mom. I don’t really indulge in applying gulal but certainly enjoy watching others play with water balloons and colours."