If the splashes of gulal π¨, balloons π, and pichkaris π¦ made my poem unreadable in the design above, hereβs the text version for you: served with extra colors, emojis, and festive cheer, because a Holi post has to be nothing less than vibrant and jubilant πΈπΌπΊπ»πΉπ·. β¨
βThe Song of Holiβ
Adorable red,
To splash from toe to head.
Gracious green,
Making the ambience sweet and serene.
With a dash of blue,
Chaos melts into golden hue.
Sunny yellow,
Keeps spirits high, soft and mellow.
Orange flames in a cheerful glow,
Like blossoms eager to grow.
Pink whispers, tender and fair,
Perfume drifting through the festive air.
Delectable gujiyas, crisp and sweet,
Puranpolis warm β a festive treat.
Each bite a memory, each flavor divine,
Tradition and joy in every line.
And blessed are we, in tranquil repose,
While elsewhere cacophony grows.
Here serenity flows, ineffably pristine,
Holi reminds us: let every soul breathe serene.
So hereβs my wish, simple yet true,
A Happy Holi β from me to you.
By Rachana Bahel
Holi is not just a festival of colors πΈπΌπΊπ»πΉπ· β it is a festival of life itself.
We celebrate Holi to mark the triumph of good over evil β¨, the arrival of spring πΏπ, and the renewal of bonds π€.
It is a reminder that even when colors clash, they create beauty π.
Even when chaos reigns, serenity can flow ποΈ.
Holi is laughter in the streets , gujiyas on the plate π₯, puranpolis on the stove π½οΈ, and pichkaris spraying joy across generations π¦π.
It is the one day when barriers dissolve β age, status, background β all fade under the rainbow of gulal π.
Children giggle with water balloons π, elders smile with sweets π¬, and friends rediscover the joy of togetherness π.
And yes, if I may indulge in a Bridgeterian flourish: π π
Holi is a chromatic effulgence of conviviality, a jubilant convergence of pigment and pastry, laughter and luminosity, tradition and togetherness.
In simpler words β itβs pure happiness, painted in every shade imaginable π¨β¨.
But beyond the fun, Holi carries a deeper resonance. In a world often filled with cacophony π, blessed are we to breathe in peace πΏ.
Holi reminds us to let every soul inhale serenity ποΈ, to celebrate not just with colors but with kindness π, compassion π€, and hope π.
So letβs splash joy π¦, not just gulal.
Letβs throw balloons of laughter π, not stress.
Letβs eat gujiyas till we smile π₯, and letβs carry the spirit of Holi into every day that follows ππΈ.
Hereβs my wish, simple yet true:
π Happy Holi β from me to you! π
