As I am making preparations for Holi celebration,far far away from home again; the memories associated with this festival is making me nostlagic.
Holi is one of the special festivals which i have always enjoyed with family and friends.
When I was a kid, holi not only meant a day off from school,It meant Holika dahan , preparations for which would start weeks before;collecting stuff for our holika in our commnity.
I used to get thrilled with the pitchkaris which I saw lined up in the market.
We had a fun filled night with holika dahan ,crackers lighted for kids and gossips among parents which went till
late night.For us it was an excuse to play late night with friends.
Next day we were so excited to move with our picharis(I loved the toy water gun ) that gujias and other eatables used to take a backseat.
The evening followed by guests visiting home and kids set free to enjoy with peers.
As I grew and was in high school the celebration took a little different form as it was more fun to play the holi in school on the last working day ,especially because school authorities didnot allow to carry colours( and we loved breaking rules 🙂 ).I still remember hiding those packets of colours in washrooms to avoid the inspections of our bags by school authorities.
Holi day was more funfilled than ever since by now we had a bigger friends circle.
But one of the best memoirs I ever had with my holi celebrations was during my college days.
Being in hostel gives you immense liberty to play pranks and celebrate in the manner you like.
What we called water holi used to start at least 10 days before the day of holi.
Each night around or after midnight one of the hosteller would start by pouring water on a sleeping mate
and lo…the chain reaction will start.
Within an hour entire hostel would be in the corridors with buckets in hands pouring water on each other.
By now the corridors would be pool of water and people would be dragging around each other in it.
This fun, prank and masti would cotinue each night and on the penulimate night after which we all would
leave for our hometown, the celebration would continue the entire night with music being played in the
centre of the hostel court and all dancing and enjoying fully.
Most of the times we had sessionals before holi eve ,which we could not give since all drenched in colour,
college authorities would not let us enter in the academic block and hence a licence to celebrate more 🙂 .
Whole campus was now a holi venue for us.We enjoyed playing with day scholars whereas the people writing
sessionals would envy us enjoying outside..(Guys that was the fun I miss till date )
After the whole day of fun & frolic the environment used to get nostalgic as everyone moved to railway station
with bags on their back and embracing and hugging each other with holi wishes.
Waise we were center of attraction, since all of us with colourful faces moved around the station and in train.
Now as I celebrate holi with my office friends ,I miss the charm and fun I had celebrating with friends in school and college.
Times change,places change,people change but the reminicences keep us binded with the special moments we had with our loved ones.
Happy Holi to all with a wish to celebrate next holi with all of you reading this post in TGtown.
Kyun TG sir what say ? can we have a bloggers meet sometime around Holi next time ?? How is the Idea sir jee !!!!!