Festivals are beautiful places of love and light. There’s this phrase all Electronic Dance Music fans know, PLUR- Peace, Love, Unity and Respect. When I bought my ticket to Tomorrowland, I wasn’t sure exactly what I was getting into but you know what they say about life, try anything once.
Walking around the festival, soaking it all in, I encountered a few interested glances and smiles from strangers. I met many different people- from all races, creeds, religions, genders, etc. Everyone was groovy, baby. My Arabian friends liked to ruffle my head affectionately and gave great head massages. One guy absolutely loved my hair and you know what I loved it even more, just because of him.
Festivals are carefree spaces where you can just be yourself. I loved getting up in the morning and stepping into the shower with nary a care in the world. I used to watch my roommate do her hair lovingly before bed each night with impatience because wow, she had to put the curlers in and tie a headscarf while I just dove into my warm bed and snored away till morning. It’s nice to know there are girls out there who love their hair enough to take care of it well into the wee hours of the morning.
I met a hilarious Dutchman who was seriously fascinated not just by my hair but by my skin colour too. After hanging out at one of the best stages of the Festival, he planted a swift kiss on my lips, so swift I’m still not sure I’m not hallucinating any more and told me he liked my chocolate colour and of course, my hair.
Chocolate. That’s what they call us. A term of endearment and above all, there was a sweetness in how it was said. I didn’t feel at all maligned. I just felt slightly chuffed after years of trying to get a brother to notice me with permed hair, with my own hair, I was getting more than enough love and affection. Festivals are indeed, places of love and light