Holi !! One of the most colourful festival of the world is omnipresent these days.
Celebrated all across India with much fun n frolic this festival has its own charm. Everyone in the family right from the granny to the youngest 'chotu' enjoys a gala time during this festive season :)
With the summer temperatures soaring high, Holi does mitigate the heat with its splashful colors and sweet 'bhaang'.
During my childhood, even I along with my cousins use to eagerly wait for this festive season. We kids use to have a gameplan ready a day prior to Dhulivandan ;)
After bugging all the elders in the family - right from granny (Badi Mummy) to 'chachaji' for financial support we use to run to the nearby 'rangvala' at the nukkad to buy colours.
Holi shopping was mostly done by my elder brother but we - the younger one's, use to brag him to purchase our favorite colour shades (especially the golden and silver being at the top of the list !). Colorful water 'pichkaari's' and water balloon were also on the purchase list.
On the D-day i.e Dhulivandan, we (i.e. the Bacchaa party) use to be out of our beds even before Mom would wake up !! This never happened during exams also... lolzz :D
First and foremost dad would warn us to apply the regular Mustard oil over the entire body which would help the harmful colour to go off easily. After changing into old clothes and a brief snack we use run to inflate our Holi balloon's with colourful water. This would finally follow with color splashing's on each other's faces and the hyperactive jumpings in small ponds of water like fools :D
Later, cousins and friends would visit adding more icing to the cake :)
Intoxicants like 'bhaang' were strictly prohibited in our family or in the celebration. Instead, we use to drink cold 'Roohafza' with milk !
After getting exhausted with colour and water we use to run indoors and bug mom for food. This would follow by hours spent in the bathroom removing the colour leaving the skin itchy and exasperated !
Now, those surreal images return more to haunt than to soothe. Telephone calls, Happy Holi SMSes can hardly fill the gap. I personally felt that penning down those memories would make them last forever ! Hence, this blog.
Happy Holi to all my friends ;D
Khush ho jao.... kyunki Holi hain !! :D
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Sunday, March 2, 2008
My School !
On my last trip to my hometown, I managed to pay a visit to my Alma Mater - "St. Aloysious high School".
It was a visit filled with mixed emotions.
No doubt, I was glad to meet my old teachers and prinicpal who had grown old with course of time but on the other hand I was all the way feeling more nostalgic after seeing the classrooms, the blackboard, scribbled benches, huge playground and the school bell !
All these things took me back to my good old school days around 10 years ago!
When the school reopened on June 13th every year, we use to settle in our new desks and benches and get a new class teacher.
This would follow with a long queue at the book depot to get our new books and notes.
Everyday at the school use to start with the morning assembly at 07:45AM where we use to sing hymns and carols followed by the National Anthem.
At sharp 08:00 AM, the snake like queues formed by school children would rush to their respective classrooms for their first class. The school peon use to pick out those students who didn't had their shoes polished :)
I clearly remember getting caught twice by him. His name was "Bahadur", a tall and a huge person with a broad smile.
During our boring periods we use to eagerly await for our intervals or mid-breaks when we chased one another in the corridors and returned to the classrooms drenched in sweat.
We use to have lunch in classrooms, corridors, playgrounds, under the trees and even in cycle sheds.
I personally had a fascination for P.T. (Physical Training) periods in my school timetable. We use to play cricket with writing pads as bats and socks rolled into balls :)!! Football and basketBall were the other games we use to play.
Girls were more into games like "kabadi" and "Kho-Kho"!
P.T. periods would certainly follow by "Imli sticks", " kulfi", "ice creams" and how can we forget "jamuns"!
Sadly, gone are the days Of Sports Day, Independence day and the annual School Day and the one-month long preparations for them.
Also the days Of the stressful Quarterly, Half Yearly and Annual Exams and the most enjoyed holidays after them.
When We began drawing with crayons and evolved to Colour pencils and finally sketch pens.
when we played the role of teachers, during teachers day
we just played the role, but never tried to understand the role....
When we use to eagerly wait for the annual "Anand Mela" to buy sweets and have fun.
Gone are the days but not the "Memories", which will be lingering in my heart till eons......
I proudly salute my school for all the priceless values it has embodied in me and I hope all of you reading this have equal gratitude and respect for your Alma Mater too ! :)
P.S. --> I still remember the names and faces of all my class teachers from 1 to 10 std.!!! :D
More in my next blog... :)
It was a visit filled with mixed emotions.
No doubt, I was glad to meet my old teachers and prinicpal who had grown old with course of time but on the other hand I was all the way feeling more nostalgic after seeing the classrooms, the blackboard, scribbled benches, huge playground and the school bell !
All these things took me back to my good old school days around 10 years ago!
When the school reopened on June 13th every year, we use to settle in our new desks and benches and get a new class teacher.
This would follow with a long queue at the book depot to get our new books and notes.
Everyday at the school use to start with the morning assembly at 07:45AM where we use to sing hymns and carols followed by the National Anthem.
At sharp 08:00 AM, the snake like queues formed by school children would rush to their respective classrooms for their first class. The school peon use to pick out those students who didn't had their shoes polished :)
I clearly remember getting caught twice by him. His name was "Bahadur", a tall and a huge person with a broad smile.
During our boring periods we use to eagerly await for our intervals or mid-breaks when we chased one another in the corridors and returned to the classrooms drenched in sweat.
We use to have lunch in classrooms, corridors, playgrounds, under the trees and even in cycle sheds.
I personally had a fascination for P.T. (Physical Training) periods in my school timetable. We use to play cricket with writing pads as bats and socks rolled into balls :)!! Football and basketBall were the other games we use to play.
Girls were more into games like "kabadi" and "Kho-Kho"!
P.T. periods would certainly follow by "Imli sticks", " kulfi", "ice creams" and how can we forget "jamuns"!
Sadly, gone are the days Of Sports Day, Independence day and the annual School Day and the one-month long preparations for them.
Also the days Of the stressful Quarterly, Half Yearly and Annual Exams and the most enjoyed holidays after them.
When We began drawing with crayons and evolved to Colour pencils and finally sketch pens.
when we played the role of teachers, during teachers day
we just played the role, but never tried to understand the role....
When we use to eagerly wait for the annual "Anand Mela" to buy sweets and have fun.
Gone are the days but not the "Memories", which will be lingering in my heart till eons......
I proudly salute my school for all the priceless values it has embodied in me and I hope all of you reading this have equal gratitude and respect for your Alma Mater too ! :)
P.S. --> I still remember the names and faces of all my class teachers from 1 to 10 std.!!! :D
More in my next blog... :)
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