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I was alone with my mother walking during Holi in Udaipur, during our holidays, when several men approached us with colors, even though we insisted WE DID NOT WANT, they were about to put colors on my mother so I told them to do it with me but leave her alone.
Not only that, afterwards they hugged me on what I thought it was an innocent and true gesture of happiness and celebration, when I realised they kept one hand down to touch my breast.
Since then I have decided not to venture the streets during Holi.
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