Day Thirty – “Holi” (In For A Penny)

“Kabir! Kabir, it’s started!”

Nadira bounced up and down in the doorway, a bag of powder paint already swinging from each hand as her big brother joined her, peering out at the growing crowd. Little puffs and flecks of colour rose up above the mass of people, lingering in the air – like someone had dragged a rainbow down to earth.

“Race you,” he grinned, darting barefoot into the street and taking a handful of paint from his own bag. He threw it behind him without looking, hearing the giggle and muted thud as it hit Nadira square in the chest.

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