A boring Holi is better than ‘No Holi’

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Like last year, this year too I played Holi with my hostel buddies. But this year’s celebration was different. It lacked “real enthusiasm” and thus was “boring”. However, the experience taught us something very special. And I am sure this learning is going to help us a lot in the long run.

Reason behind Boredom

The reason behind the boredom was very simple. Except three of us, all our hostel buddies were unavailable. Some had gone to their native place while some had to attend office. So tell me, how were we supposed to enjoy Holi? The absence of people definitely made us upset but we were determined to enjoy the festival. We were determined to laugh, dance and have fun. We were determined to bath in the colours of happiness. We were firm about our decision of playing Holi. We had no intention of missing the occasion because it comes once in a year. Moreover, who promises about tomorrow?

Missing that X Factor           

We began playing from 1 pm and enjoyed till 3.30 pm. We splashed blue, green, yellow and red colours on each other and danced crazily with foot taping Bollywood songs. We tried to make our Holi celebration special but it still missed that X factor. Our hearts were missing the real happiness, the real enthusiasm. More people would have made the festival livelier but here we were only three girls. So, to bring that X factor we brought a little “twist” in our celebration. In the second half of our celebration, we played a ‘scripted Holi’.

Scripted Holi

There is a great fun in putting colours on someone who runs away from it. You must have heard the famous dialogue “Bura na mano, Holi hai”. Coincidentally, none of us are scared of colours. We three actually love to decorate our faces with different colours to appear unrecognizable. But we started playing in a different way. We acted as if we were afraid of playing Holi. Our aim was to essay the roles of all those people who hate Holi. While putting colours on each other, we mocked those people who assume that playing Holi means damaging skin and hair. We jumped, ran here and there like monkeys and laughed out loud saying “mujhe rang mat laga, fever hai”; “oe please rang mat laga, mujhe headache hota hai”; “mujhe allergy hota hai”; “rang lagyaegi to kavi baat nei karungi”; “mummy bachaooooo”…blah…blah…blah…We also clicked some of our funny actions and recorded some of its parts.

At least we played

We had never played Holi like this before. It was fun to celebrate in this way. It at least added some charm to our boring celebration. While relishing egg chowmin (prepared by my roommate) at dinner, we went through the photographs and videos. We realized that while watching the recorded and captured stuffs we were laughing out loud. We were laughing madly recalling our dramatic actions. We were happy and this happiness was genuine.

We also realized that brooding over the things upon which we have no control is wastage of energy. At least we played Holi, even though the celebration was half real and half scripted. At least we created some memories. After all a boring scripted Holi is better than ‘No Holi’.