Bura na mano Holi hai

Holi has always been a very special occasion to me, not because I am a very Happy-in-festivals kind of boy rather because I like the add-ons that Holi brings with itself. When I was a kid, I used to enjoy holi because, first, it brought holidays. *Any child will vouch for it that holidays bring fun*. And when you ask me, I’ll agree to it without any resistance. Secondly, it was the food that brought me immense pleasure. I love food, so I love festivals. My mom still prepares many lovely and of-course very tasty stuffs, which keeps me glued to the kitchen until I declare Everything-that-Ma-made-for-this-Holi-is-over. (I love you Ma).

Its not like only the food and the holiday gives me pleasure but yes, Holi has been special. I still remember about a decade back or so, when I was hardly eight years, I used to carry two buckets full of specially made colored water, one of which had my Pichkari. Now you readers don’t think it to be just another kids’ pichkari. It was no ordinary pichkari, for it, first of all, was gifted by my father and secondly, it was All-Steel + Having-No-washer-defect pichkari. This meant that I could color other competitors with my head held high and continuously, without repairing the washers of the pichkari, in middle of the inter-gali holi war. It was always fun with my Bramhastra kind of pichkari, which made me the Champ of my gali, at-least.

But the victory did not come to me that easy always. Once when I was out of supply the ammo.(Colored water as in this case) and other gali’s kids were chasing me down the street, I fell off. Both my knees got wounded, blood coming down from them but the rivals just weren’t paying any attention towards it and were busy coloring me but then, my troops came to my rescue.*Thanks to them* and in the end, we won by chasing the rival kids out of the gali.

But from past two years I’m not able to play Holi. Not because I don’t want to but I’m not able to. Past to past year, due to death of my loving paternal Grandfather, I was not able to celebrate. Last year I went to Gaurav’s native place. Though I enjoyed a lot there in Mauranipur but I did not play Holi. This year also I won’t be able to celebrate it due to sad demise of my Ma’s Father. So, I’m planning to go to Ankit’s Gaon for studying or at-least have fun out there.

Anyways, Happy Holi.