A Riot of Colours
Life is full of unexpected surprises. One never knows what the day will bring and what new experiences await you. One fine morning, I got up to get ready for work and while I was scrolling on Facebook, I got a notification about my best friend attending an event on Saturday the 6 th of February 2016. It was the annual Queer Azaadi Mumbai Pride March. I must admit that I always wanted to attend this event every year, but never got wind as to when it took place (seriously, I am still living in the Stone Age). Excited, I messaged my friend that I would be joining him. Making up excuses at work and to my siblings, I put on my best casual shirt and travelled all the way from Jogeshwari to be a part of this event (my friend came all the way from Ambernath). Unfortunately, we met past four and missed out on the initial speeches and the excitement. When we finally reached August Kranti Maidan, the march had just begun. My friend started jumping with happiness at the sight of t...