Rang Barse.......
Rang Barse Rang BarseBhige har chunarwali rang barse.....
it is one of those festivals which u always want to celebrate in hostel. i wud like to be at home on other festivals like diwali n so on, but this is one day when i wud make all kinda wierd excuses at home to make it to hostel. believe me, u can best experience it only at hostel. the youthful zest, raw enthuthiasm n energy levels there r just unbelievable.
it was an ossum(awesome) holi celebration here today. The show began around 11 in morning n guys started assembling outside the gals dorms. The cult com arranged for colours and for a change this time i played holi with only gulal. This is one of those festivals whose mention alone can drag out the most lethargic and lazy guys out of their rooms. The colours started getting splashed in air n the shouts of 'holi hai' started engulfing the environment.
n then the 'chher-haran' program began. The guys started ripping apart T-shirts of other guys n in a brief span of time all of the guys were topless. the gals were enjoying the show n continuosly giggling. in fact whenever any new guy came, the gals used to point towards him n then there used to be a brutal assault on tht guy's clothes. The T-shirt was ripped apart n the torn piece or whatever remained of the same was tossed away to a nearby tree. By the end of the session, the tree was royally covered with rags of all possible hues n colours.
Though i believe this is one of the 'psued' holi celebrations which i had in my hostel life. the merry making in NSIT used to be real wild and savage. we used to dig a big pit in front of our hostel and used to fill it with water full of colours and tons of mud. Then we wud catch hold of any clueless fellow seen around the hostel and used to dump him in that pit. n when tht guy used to emerge from the pit he used to be all black ( no racial comments !!!!!). he used to be enshrouded in filthy mud and used to come out hurling all kinda possible abuses possible on miscreants. five minutes later he wud himself be part of integral part of team searching for some more hapless fellows.
Here too gender discrimination used to exist. while the guys were thrown around in muddy pits, the sporting gals were dumped in a fountain of clean water with slight dose of colours. I still remember part of a contingent shouting( synonym for singing) all kinda of songs in front of gals hostel provoking gals to come out and play holi... though it was just supposed to be a ritual and the gals used to take a lead over the guys in enjoying this festival.
The only thing which i missed today was 'bhaang'. I remember when i was small i was given the 'dose' of bhaang by one of my uncles. i cud not remember wht happened after. but it seems my family n other relatives had real gud time seeing a kid rolling over and laughing like a hysterical person. i kept on speaking utter nonsense ( which i can do these days usually even without dose). I did a lot of 'non-sensica'l activities which makes me laugh over myself today n my cousins love to embarass me whenever they can over the same incident.
In fact one of my friends at college got laddus made of bhaang during holi n we really had a gala time after eating them. The after effects were simply bewildering. One of the guys started to dish out a career counselling lecture. Another one got senti and started blabbering out the reasons why his girlfriend ditched him a couple of days earlier. Some of the guys went berserk at those 'Uncle chipps' packets present in the room and more than 15 of those packed were gobbled up in less than 20 mins or so. most of us did not go to college next day as we were simply snoring away the whole next day. It was a really non forgettable moment.
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P.S. : I hv been tagged by moonwalker, sridhar n i m finding it difficult to write sum points over myself. but i still hope to complete their tag in next post
posted by amit @ 4:17 AM
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