HOLI -DAY 

It was pleasant Sunday morning, nice warm sunshine invaded the rooms making it warm and bright. Sipping my morning coffee I could see the flowers in full bloom, and tiny little bees and butterflies welcomed their first sign of spring!

Its spring time! It made me await few things – the new flower that would blossom in my garden, buzzing of bees and few new nests that would pop up. Is that all? Nope most importantly the whole family waited for “THE DAY” that’s the Holi day!

One could proudly flaunt that the best days in one’s life is always those fun filled childhood. The innocence of those cherished days, the carefree attitude, without any apprehensions of tomorrow, to live in the present made them more memorable.

There are few distinguished moments in everybody’s life, one such occasion in my life was Holi day, when I was a sixth grader.

My father had got transferred and we relocated at the middle of the academic year. Though in the same part of the country it was a new city. We moved into a lovely apartment, a 10 storey building with children’s park, lawn, tennis area and swimming pool. My brother and I loved every bit of it. Soon we made lots of friends.

Being a cosmopolitan city we had an opportunity to meet people with different languages, religions and different festivities too. There used to be a big community hall which is generally utilized for all gatherings and celebrations. We celebrated lots of festivals from Dussehera, to Christmas, to Eid.

My mom being an amicable woman had her own crowd. We used to have a great time tasting new varieties most of the time. Some time it’s sadya a cuisine from Kerala, sometime its Bisi bele bhat a Karnataka cuisine or it’s a Thanjavur Elai virundhu. Not to forget the varieties in snacks.

Like all festivals Holi was also celebrated with great pompous and enthusiasm.

The night before Holi we had bonfire. There was a famous mythology associated with it. It was when Prahalad son Hiranyakashipu refused to budge his father and remained devoted to Lord Vishnu. Holika  Prahalad’s evil aunt tried to burn him but instead got burnt. It is believed Lord Vishnu protected Prahalad and slayed Hiranyakashipu.To reverberate this incident, just before the bonfire we enacted the story of Holika and burnt effigies. Even the adults danced to the tunes and sang up to their heart.

Finally it was dinner time, we had potluck where in each prepared their best. It was scrumptious, mouthwatering and most inviting feast I had ever had, not only because of its flavors and varieties but it had a very special ingredient called Love. Caring and sharing made the difference.

The next morning we smeared each other colors with water guns and balloon rockets, what fun!!

To this day, it’s been the best. My unforgettable Holi-day

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