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Happy Holi The trees smile with their sprout of tender leaves and blooming flowers, Eternal nature with its transient expression. Hails spring with ecstasy and joy! Bewildering shades with so many tinge. The land of beauty and greatness, India, witnessing color of happiness and peace. Nation come alive to enjoy the spirit A celebration of color- Holi! An experience of content, harmony and delight.

Holika burns amidst merriment and mirth. Evil overpowered by love and devotion. A festival to commemorate 'Ras Lila'- an enduring love saga of Radha and Krishna.

Gulal - red, green, yellow and countless. A day's canvas - a riot of colors. Lively crowd running hither and thither, Rainbow of colors, dashing from every nook and corner. Disregarding their woe and despair fervent folks, rejoicing at the marvel of colors. A day filled with luster and gaiety, A day to smear our dreams- With a splash of vibrant frenzy colors. Holi Hai! A spring of unbounded fun and frolic!!

I am dreaming of playing with colors and gulal, It is the Holi celebration after all. I can't play inside my home, the carpets will get tainted, I cant' play it in the yard, the grass and outer walls will get painted. I thought I would go to the temple, and enjoy the traditional Holi festivities, Once again I am banned from playing with colors inside the temple, I can't play the drums and sing "Holi hai" outside, as the neighbors don't like the noise. Little disappointed, I head for the community centre, they have the Holi celebration in the evening, The kids perform and remind me of my cultural heritage, I hear all the nice Holi songs and watch dances, I enjoy Puas(sweets) and Goat meat curry as a special Holi treat, but I still miss the colors and Gulal on my face.

As a kid, the full moon night before the Holi, we had a big bonfire in the middle of little Indian City, Next morning we will get up, make buckets of colored water, No one in the neighborhood will be spared from colors, When we ran out of the colors, mud, paint and coal tar, would cover our faces in the cheerful spirit of Holi festival.

There was some special meaning playing Holi with girls, this is the only day when we can get close to them with some hesitation, the wet colors dignified their bodies, the dry colors showed their beauty in multi colors.

After our morning session, we came home to the big feast, All the puas, puris, pulav, meat and vegetable curries made our mouth water. In the evenings, we wore our new kurta and pajamas, went door to door, played gulal with young and old, everyone offered their best sweet treats, That was the real Holi, now it is only in my dreams.

Holika Dahan Year after year purity of fire is challenged by evil, appeased with offerings A full moon looks on as winds stoke embers, flare flames to a flickering dance Right in the center of crimson blaze sits Holika, Prahlad in her lap - her arms a circle of heat White sparks fly from her hair, eyes smolder in fury; her mouth sucks in air, engulfs rice and wheat Wood chars, coconuts splinter, flowers singe smearing earth with ash. Year after year faith survives. Holika burns to death. Rango se Pyaar Kyo mo pe rang ki maari pichkaari Dekho Kunwarji doongi mein gaari Bhag sakoon mein kaise mo san bhaga nahin jaat Thadi ab dekhoon aur ko sanmuch mein aat Bahut dinan mein haath lage ho kaise jane doon Aaj phagwa to san ka tha peeth pakad kar loon Jab phagun rang jhamkte hon Tab dekh baharein holi ki. Jab daf ke shor khadke hon Tab dekh baharein holi ki Pariyon ke rang damkte hon Tab dekh baharein holi ki. Basant khelein ishq ki aa pyara Tumhin mein chand mein hoon jyon sitara Jeevan ke houzkhana mein rang madan bhar So rom rom charkiya laye dhara Nabi sade basant khelia kutub shah Rangeela ho riha tirlok saara Le abeer aur argaza bhar kar rumal Chidkte hein aur udate hein gulal Jyon jhadi har soo hai pichkaari ki dhaar Doudti hein narian bijki ki saar Gulzar khile hon pariyon ke Aur majlis ki tyari ho Kapdon par rang ke cheeton se Khushrang ajab gulkari ho Holi Holi aati yaad dilati Pichli kitni Holi Vo bachpen vali Holi Vo gubbaro ki Holi Vo sakhiyo wali Holi Vo gujiyo wali Holi Vo thumko wali holi Holi aati yaad…. Har Holi albeli hoti Holi aati hume batati jane kitne raj dikhati Holi aati rang lagati Holi aati gale lagati Aakar sab ko nahelaati Tun mun ka vo mail hatati Holi aati yaad dilati Pichli kitni Holi Holi aati yaad dilati Rango se tann mann sahlati Bheege bheege geet sunati Pichkaari se rang barsaati Holi aati yaad dilati Bhabhi, saali se rang dalwaati.. Holi aati yaad dilati Pichli kitni Holi Rangon ki Holi Doston, is parv mein phailey hai rang saarey Pichkari sang khelo Holi, ya ley aao gubarey Choti Choti baatein hai, choti choti khushiya Tum bhi jara haslo aaj, jab hasti yeh duniya Na bura socho kisika, na rakho kisi se irshya Karo kuch aisa, ki lage rang lai hai shiksha Holi Hai Dil ne ek baar aur humaara kehna maana hai, Is holi pe phir useh rangne jaana hai. Har saal khareeden hain rang, kari hai tayaari, Is baar to khelenaa humaare saath, dekhnaa raah humaari. Shahar mein sabse pooch rahe hain , rang-e-mohabbat kahaan milega Raat ko khuda ne bataaya ki abhi aur imtehaanon se guzarnaa parega Neela, hara , peela , gulaabi yeh sab to ek bahaana hai, Holi ka ho din ya kuch aur hume to tumse milne aana hai Is Holi pe useh rangne jaana hai, Is Holi pe useh rangne jaana hai