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
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2 comments:
sweet... really a sweet chapter of life. Moreover, I see you took time and care to frame it just as you feel.
"Now, those surreal images return more to haunt than to soothe."
You caught it there :)
good one :)
Thank you :)
I just write from my heart
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