Soda’s Holi
Soda was watering the plants when, all of a sudden, he heard laughter and the cheerful cries of “Happy Holi!” nearby. The kids from the colony were playing with colours, something Soda had always dreamed of doing. At just 9 years old, he had never had the chance to celebrate Holi or play with colours. The shanty he shared with Shambhu Dada was small and barely provided enough room for him to hide from the inappropriate advances of drunken men who roamed their area during Holi, often doing unthinkable things to small children in the name of celebration. Shambhu Dada tried his best to protect him, but it wasn’t always enough. Soda was grateful to Shambhu Dada for his efforts and often quietly accepted the scolding and beatings, knowing that he was the only person in the world who cared for him. An orphan, Soda worked odd jobs around roadside eateries and soda-water joints, washing cars and running errands, but he never begged like other children. Shambhu Dada had taught him three im...