Holi is here again, I have always wondered why I like this festival, this liking has grown over these years. My enthusiasm for holi is embarrassing (I feel it) for my folks after all father of two kids and all, but I just cannot help! You know what, I think I feel like an animal , you must have witnessed dogs playing with each other when weather changes all of a sudden the clouds come over breeze starts blowing, I envy them then, what do we do ? most of us have longing face in the office while looking at that weather. We do not even allow ourselves to feel sad for not being able to enjoy that breeze let alone anything else, I sometimes feel if we could be like those pups or dogs. Somewhere holi offers that fun, society like a prepared parent expects some madness, hence wise ones stick indoors but allowing others to have their fun, (you know what I mean by allowing, somewhere inside we do not allow many others to do there stuff that denial stops many children to express many things, unique things) In our pure state I believe we are nothing which we believe we are। Holi is that game for me, when after a year I can physically catch hold of my friends without inhibition and actually play with them without any preset game, like the kid I was and nobody felt embarrassed. Holi has no religious sentiment for me like million others.


Gar ek chera mera khayal ban jaaye,
mere khuda se mera gila mit jaaye

But this day one can actually feel and hold rang in ones own hands (which life strives for) only because it has to be given it someone other than you.

Rango se bana hota jahan to yun kis kadar khilta
Bhikri hai zeest meri safed aachal mein tumhari

Azal