Modern Holi. Poem by Pukar Dhital

Modern Holi.



Splashes of water and vividness of colour,
Makes one shiver as body gets soaked in water.
Dancing and singing the celebration is made
And with colours and waters best wishes are shared.
But,
Alas the secret rituals have vanished
And riots have come,
For those are water balloons that acts like bombs!
Hark Oh Being! I have a tale to tell
A demon named Holika was once slayed
And henceforth,
Once in a year a festival named Holi is celebrated
And which illustrates,
Truth Always Prevails.

Friday, August 15, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Narrative
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Holi is a festival of Hindus which is celebrated once in a year. It is also called the festival of water and colours. People celebrate this festival by splashing water and putting different colours to each other. According to Hindu Mythology, a demon named Holika was once slayed by God and henceforth to celebrate God's victory upon the demon, Holi is celebrated. It marks the victory of righteousness over unrighteousness, justice over injustice. I have used the term water balloons here because these days people fill the balloons with water and hurl it to others and often to passer by or pedestrians esp. aiming ladies. This is a degradation to this festival which must be stopped. It is not quite the way this festival is supposed to be celebrated. The water and colour should be splashed and sprayed only among those who are celebrating it. .
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