Sunday, March 04, 2007


Few more moments for the day to get over. It is 11:45 at night. Today was Holi. The festival of colours, sweets and legends. No, this post is not about Holi in particular but something I remember of last year. Inadvertently it’ll be connected to the topic of my previous post.

Though I have not been playing Holi for last 4 years, it happens to be one of my favourite festivals. I particularly enjoy the colours. The excitement, the hubbub is unmatched when everybody loves playing it as much as you do. I also love special delicacies that come with it like Gujhiyas (I think the local name is something like Karanji), Maal puas, Alu ka achaar, Dahi vadas, Mutter ki burfi and some non-veg items. No, no Bhaang sherbet for me.

I am not going to talk about the legends like ‘Holika Dahan’ and ‘Radha /Krishna’ attached to it but another significance of Holi which has more (instead I should use ‘only’) meaning to me.

The tradition of the Holi is that even the enemies turn friends on Holi and forget any feeling of hardship that may be present. They celebrate with a spirit of bonhomie and brotherhood.
In the evening people visit friends and relatives and greet them with Abeer/Gulal. This helps in revitalizing relationships and strengthening emotional bonds between people.

Last year this time I was in Brussels. The flight from Mumbai was on Sunday night 12th March (My memory chip is excellent; I don’t forget things which have impacted me in someway). As there was sometime left to leave for airport, I was on messenger saying last minute bye to everybody.

Topic shifted slightly among three of us (A, S and me) and then suddenly without my fault one of them hurt me by saying something very rude (I still remember the exact words used). I was terribly shocked by that unexpected turn and immediately switched off everything. I was completely shattered and thought that the friendship was now beyond repairs.. not because of that one incident but a series of incidents in the last 10-12 days, all with the same person.

Anyways, the person instantly realized the mistake and wanted to say sorry to me. But how ? Crying, I had left for the airport. Before leaving I had posted a mail to that person telling how hurt I was. I generally scribble my feelings when I am extremely uneasy.

Though I had gone to Brussels for just a week, this one week was very heavy on both of us. That person felt miserably bad and there was no way to contact me (most of our clients don’t allow any private mails etc).

On Thursday, I saw something on that person’s blog. Those lines were written for me. I was touched at the bottom of my heart by the gesture of that person. That was the most genuine, simplest and cutest way of asking for forgiveness I had ever come across. I forgave :))

In the last post I have written that it is difficult to forget. Yes, it is. Till date I have not forgotten the incident and the words used for me (those things are kept locked in a back chamber of my heart to be visited only on some ‘special’ days).


That is the meaning of Holi for me.

Current song- Tere Bina Zindagi Se Koi Shikwa To Nahi – Kishore & Lata


Pyare Mohan said...

Happy Holi-day!!! Finally back with a bangh (oops! bang! kya karein bangh peeya toh nahi lekin peene ka naatak zaroor kar raha hoon!!)!! hic hic...

Aditi said...

happy holi that is a much better way of looking at holi
what better way to forgive

Bendtherulz said...

Sometimes it is better to let your mind be totally rinsed of all the extra stuff....and yes I think I am also like that...not easy to forget certain points...however I do forgive....!

Alok said...

perfect !!
Tere Bina Zindagi Se Koi Shikwa To Nahi
now, this is what i call celebrating a celebration..
Cheers !!!

Keshi said...

Happy Holi Cuckoo!

Hurtful words leave u with scars worse than a physical wound's.


Leziblogger said...

Aha, cuckoo!
reminds me of a sher:
'Sab ko aataa nahin duniya ko sajaa kar jeena,
Zindagi kya hai muhabbat ki zubaan se suniye!'

Sugarlips said...

Happy Holi Cucko and a gigantic hug for u :) You have forgiven thats all it matters :) I'm glad you are back.. missed your cheery posts :)

Stay Beautiful..!

Ketan said...

not really! However, I do not find this blogging thing, especially writing, very interesting. May be I have nothing exciting to write. Orkut is a better passtime for me. Although I like reading some technical blogs ...
may be later ...
Good Luck.

Mohan said...

Good write up cukoo.

I guess you would be a woman :-)

Forgiveness is next to godliness. Offcourse we all do mistakes - some reallize, some dont, some dont want to.
Unless we start forgiving others for their mistakes, how can we expect god to condone our greater deeds?

Good emotional write up which highlights the problems of good memory!

Cuckoo said...

Hi All,
Thanks for all your nice encouraging words.

Alok, Yups, trying to do that.

Lazy, I liked your lines.

Mohan, Welcome to my blog. Thanks for encouraging words. In reality it was much more emotional. Keep Coming.

SM said...

That is the best attitude cuckoo.There can be nothing as cathartic as forgiving someone.
Your post reminded me of old holi days back in India.

vanity said...

emotions bring so much misery,I have always felt that and the best way is to try to forget and forgive.You did the right thing.

Cuckoo said...


Again I welcome you to my blog.

Yeah, I know I did the right thing. :)