Festival of Colors – Holi

Celebrating the triumph of ‘good’ over ‘bad’, this colorful festival falls on Phalgun Purnima.

Bright colored powders, known as ‘Gulal’ are smeared on everyone’s faces accompanied by splashing of colored water. These bright colors are believed to signify energy, life and joy. While everyone is indulged in intoxicating drinks and mouthwatering delicacies, sharing some memorable and motivating quotes to add to the essence of the occasion.

Holi Hues – Indian Festival of Colors #KhulkeKheloHoli

A weekend before the holi, we used to visit the wholesale market Sadar Bazaar to shop and stock up dry gulal colors or wet water colors, colour sprays and pichkaris (water jets) and packets of water baloons. Of course, a lot of bargaining.

Holi, the festival of colours, is celebrated to mark the beginning of spring and harvest season. In places associated with the Hindu god Krishna, Holi is traditionally played over several days with revellers hurling coloured powder and water at each other.

Holi in 'oneness and harmony'

And on the day of Holi, my mom used to take out those old, but perfect pair of cloth for us to wear. She used to smear our hairs and face/arms with as much coconut oil as possible. Parachute Coconut oil has been and will be my mom’s favorite. And mine too.

Me and my brother would reserve the bathroom early in the morning to fill buckets of water with colors and then get the Water balloons filled with them. Each of us had our own set of bucket which we later hurled at passer-bys.

Holi in 'oneness and harmony'

After the Puja, mom and dad would apply dry gulal to us and we would do the same. After which, my dad would get our water buckets of different water colors in our balcony and we would then fill our pichkaris or water guns to squirt in all directions at impromptu street gangs as well as at the neighbours. (And, I can’t stop giggling at the memory)

Holi in 'oneness and harmony'

The festival of Holi is easy – All one needs is a packet of gulaal (coloured powder), buckets full of water, friends and family; and perhaps some music.Holi in 'oneness and harmony'

“I’m pledging to #KhulKeKheloHoli this year by sharing my Holi memories at BlogAdda in association with Parachute Advansed.”

The best part about Holi is the fact that everyone has a smile on their face, whether they are enjoying the company of their friends or chasing foes around the street. I’ve never seen any event that was this happy on such a big scale.  It’s amazing.

Holi in 'oneness and harmony'

Legend of Holika – Holika Dahan
The story relates to an ancient demoniac king in India known as Hiranya-Kasyapu. He was a cruel and tyrannical ruler. All his subjects followed his orders except for his son Prahlad. Prahlad was an ardent devotee of Vishnu. This infuriated his father who wanted to punish him. The king asked Prahlad to embrace a red hot pole. But, he was unhurt. Then, he asked Prahlad to jump off a steep cliff, but was unhurt again. Prahlad obeyed his father each time chanting Vishnu’s name and was never hurt by all the punishment.

Hiranya Kasyapu called his sister Holika who had a boon from the gods that she would not burn in a fire. Holika made Prahlad sit on her lap in the fire. But, this time, Holika was burnt to death (for abusing her boon to do evil) and Prahlad was unhurt. Eventually, the ordeals faced by Prahlad climaxed in the emanation of Narahari or Narasimha who destroyed Hiranya Kasyapu. Prahlada never lost faith in the Lord despite all his ordeals.This legend is celebrated on the full-moon or poornima night of Holi by lighting huge bonfires called Holika Dahan or the sacrifice of Holika.Holi in 'oneness and harmony'

We used to chase each other in the streets, armed with packets of dry powdered paint and covering random people from head to toe in colors.  Holi in 'oneness and harmony'

The uncles had pink hair, the children running around with water pistols had crimson faces and all the aunties (wearing sarees) were covered in all sorts of colours. It was beautiful, priceless to be precise.

Holi in 'oneness and harmony'

Holi in 'oneness and harmony'

It take several days to week for those post-Holi stains on people to go and that explosions of colour on the streets to fade away. You can never witness anything like this, anywhere!!.

Nowadays, colored powder of various hues – the colours are traditionally made of Neem, Kumkum, Haldi, Bilva, and other medicinal herbs prescribed by Ayurvedic doctors.Holi in 'oneness and harmony'

It’s a time again for people to play with their friends, laugh, meet others and forgets about any of their worries. We must heartily enjoy the festival which brings us together. The Festival where Family and friends gather and play to their hearts, they spread love with colors and enjoy every moment with each other.

Let’s Get Started. Bura naa Mano Holi Hai

If Love is the Treasure, Laughter is the Key

My greatest hope from life was to laugh as much as I cry; to get my work done and to love somebody and  have the courage to accept the love in return.

“This post is a part of #LoveAndLaughter activity at BlogAdda in association with Caratlane.”

He’s my favorite person.

We met at a common friend’s farewell at our office. The goodbye them, became our reason to exchange hello – each day without a miss and the rest is history.

He says, he has spent a good deal of time knowing me, some #PHD I suppose. And then the real me helped him found the partner who could laugh loudly with him. Our laughter never faded even when we sat down together to discuss problems as friends and later as lovers and now as a couple:

You are my #BackUp forever... Every small/big moment that happens, makes it so magical and all the more worthwhile....

He says, I am his #BackUp. Every small/big moment that happens, makes it so magical and all the more worthwhile. We share happiness

It’s an easy mixture of relief and deep contentment. For he is a beautiful soul in far more ways than I could ever articulate through writing, and he makes me endlessly, ridiculously happy. With him, its like “I want to do this “Forever“”.

Sometimes, reaching out and taking someone’s hand is the beginning of a journey. And a way to remember how it feels to say nothing at all. And as ridiculous as it may sound, sometimes all any of us needs in life is for someone to hold our hand and make you laugh, until your stomach ache. Glad I held onto you!!

During our 365 days of love, we both realized that our conversations just never end. He believes,  that I have a better sense of humor, however I fail to disagree for I feel – hadn’t it been him, I wouldn’t know how to laugh.

One and a half year later, I am still a morning person, he’s night; He hates horror films and I love them; He is passionate about bike/photography and what more as I am about work. Our madness to Travel the World, binds us.

And when people ask us why we got married? He was the only guy who said, he’ loves Rajma Chawal, as much as I love GolGappe – Girls’ Need I say more.. <wink> The chord struck, the cupid hitbullseye….!!

I love how well we are learning to know each other and how we are trying to read each other and help the other one out.

Thank you for believing in me and inspiring me to be the best that I can be. You are the love of my life.