HERE COMES HOLI AGAIN....

Here comes Holi again and once again I m so low for 3rd year in a row.There was a time when I used to anxiously wait for this favorite festival of mine but then those were Lucknow days.One week before i would start doing the preparations.I would go the khoya(mawa) mandi of my lovely city and procure the best khoya for making gujhiyas.Then I would go to market to get the best dry n wet colors to be used for holi.I loved the traditional abeer and gulaal.Then would come the turn of making countless types of papads(I was an expert) and mathri,shakar paras,dalmoths and every possible type of holi special delicacies.It would rain for at least 2-3 times before holi,making it slightly cold.
On the day of holi,getting up early ,I and papa would go for holi puja,then at home offer colors and delicacies to various deities and then it was just the MASTI TIME.....colours and colours all around.People used to find it strange that a shy and introvert girl like me loved Holi!But yes,I did,perhaps it had something to do with the colors and delicacies.But gone are those days.Things started mellowing down after papa's death.It was me,papa and bro who loved Holi.My mom and sister hated it.At least the smearing of colors part...Bhai went out of station ,papa was no more n first holi after that even Adi wasn't there.but following 2-3 years I enjoyed a lot as thankfully my husband loved Holi too.
In pune holi is boring.and then he went abroad so all my interest in Holi waned.I would just stand in my balcony and watch all the fun and frolic going around ,the hullabaloo of the kids and all.This year also Holi is going to be a dry,colorless affair for me.I miss those lucknow days of Holi...I MISS YOU.......