Holi is back! It’s now time to take out our pichkaris and be all set to target those who are determined not to play
with colours this time.
Am I being too naughty? …..becoming Nostalgic now.
I'm sure we all have done some really wet and wild
stuff around this time of the year!
The final year of my University days. I was in
hostel R.C.C.-1. Most of the 1st floor final year girls decided not
to play Holi that year. We had two blocks in the first floor. Pratibha was the
naughtiest and extremely energetic girl from one block…and I think, no need to
say –that I was the wackiest from our block. And yes Nahid was another one of
my kind, the remaining of the lot, Jyotika, Juri, Padmaja, Bornali, Sinu – all were
always referred as gentle –girls. Mala and Banalaxmi were referred as matured,
and few others were always busy with their classes, boyfriends and regular
datings under the Krishnachura (Gulmohar) trees…..
I bought few packets of Gulal from our University
market the previous day, maintaining full secrecy. Even my prefect room partner
Jyotika was also not aware of that.
The Holi day morning.
Jyotika always used to get up early. She would make
tea for both of us and then wake me up. After that we would study for about an
hour or so. The routine was same that day too. But, around 8 am, I suddenly
became hyper-energetic. I jumped on Jyotika, coloured her face, hair, dresses…..She
was confused and shouted in my Gorilla attack, but too snatched the colours
from me and retaliated. And the day began.
Both of us attacked the girls who were in bathroom,
balcony, and corridors. Gradually, the team became bigger and bigger. I
realised that other girls also bought Gulal like me the previous day itself as
a stock.
We invaded the other block….All came out to play
except Pratibha and Mala. The great room partners! We knocked the door, banged
the door, and threatened them to attack even later on also….At last Mala came
out. We transformed her into a prototype of a colourful wet cat…!!! Now, she
joined our team. But Pratibha…..
We put many buckets of water one after another, through
the door gaps and the ventilation. Her room was totally flooded. But, Pratibha
was obstinate. Time was passing on, and we were losing patience.
At last, what we did - we made a heap of buckets,
kept two buckets of colourful water on the top, in such a way that if she opens
the door the water will fall down on her for sure. Not only that, we kept at
least five brooms, ten stove, few umbrellas so that she could not come out of
the trap easily.
At last we all took bath and had our lunch. Mala
had to borrow cloth from others. We all waited for a big boom sound when
Pratibha would open the door…….
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