Black and white photographs change the way we attach importance to the elements in a photograph. When everything is a shade of gray we tend to look deeper into the photograph to see what’s happening instead of being misled by saturation, brightness and colors.

I feel that black and white photography is sacred.? You shoot, you develop your film, you enlarge your negatives and make prints.? There is nobody else involved anywhere in the process.
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We had a chance to go to Barsana and Nandgaon to see the way they play holi. For a little bit of history, it is believed that Sri Krishna spent his childhood in the area now known as Nandgaon. Barsana on the other hand used to be Radha ji’s village. Barsana is a very small, very beautiful village and it seems like everything there has got to something with holi, colours or Radha. There is a Rang Rangeeli gali, Rang Rangeeli Mahal, Radha ji ka mandir and the custom of saying “Radha Radha” instead of namaste to name a few things.

There is just so much colour and life all over Barsana and Nandgaon during Holi (which by the way is a one complete week festival for them) that it takes you off your feet. One moment you are the photographer trying to get a couple of slices of the way they play holi, the next moment you are a half red, half green and the rest pink guy dancing with your camera dangling from your back.

For the origins of lath maar holi see wikipedia.