Tawaraya Shirt—ConfettiNew Delhi in a taxi cab. The air, thick and hot with sun drenched dust. Car horns, an ambient symphony ever present through the window. Coca Cola and Fanta in glass bottles, marigolds, and shops casting fabrics on their floors in decadent abandon, one silk safely floating to rest on another. Outside, pigment thrown everywhere; bodies drenched in color. Bakhtins carnivalesque as Holi and holy. The evenings shower water drained a mess of electric hues,