Holi is a Hindu spring festival that takes place in India and Nepal, also known as the festival of colours. Hundreds of people, dressed in white, gather to share music, love, dance and visual euphoria. Finally the party was about to start and we were late. Carmen, Reem and I ran as fast as the pouring rain towards Carmen's house. Everyone had to dress as white as a sheet. We changed and looked like a white ghost, except we had nothing on our faces. Say no to plagiarism. Get a tailor-made essay on "Why Violent Video Games Shouldn't Be Banned"? Get an original essay We were offered a ride by two of our friends Abrar, and Philippa and we went to the party together. We finally arrived at St.Julians, all the people dressed in white and it felt like we were stuck in an empty room with four white walls. At around 6pm the door was still closed and people were waiting. The security guards were of all shapes, one looked like an orange while the others were huge like a door. We were all there on the beach waiting for the door to open and thinking about how to get in without our ID. We were all minors, except Carmen who was 18 and the Holi Color party is 17 and above. We had never been to a Holi party, yet we saw videos and photos. So we got an idea and comparing it to the things you can do on the island, it's a completely different experience. There are not many colors in Malta, it is all made of limestone, old buildings, trees and sea, nothing more. So it's pretty much all the same color. For a moment I looked at the walls with my eyes closed and saw beautiful swirling colors. Out of nowhere we heard people braying and the noise increased as the door opened, as they marched in and attacked the poor orange. We all entered together without them checking us. We couldn't believe anything that had happened, it was like a miracle had happened. Carmen screamed like a howler monkey with excitement. I heard Reem say "Raghed watch out", when I turned around I thought he was spraying but then I looked at him there were probably different types of colors on me, it was something amazing. Keep in mind: this is just a sample. Get a custom paper from our expert writers now. Get a Custom Essay We headed to where the crowd was, at the end there was the stage with a DJ, big speakers and cameras. The people there, had different ages, skin colors and what united them was that they were all dressed in white. When the DJ turns down the music and counts down from 10 to 1, everyone throws colors like they're in prison and are finally released. Hearing people chatting and laughing quietly as if they were in class or in a serious place.