Holi
- Hashtag Kalakar
- May 19, 2024
- 1 min read
Updated: Oct 2, 2024
By Paramjit Singh Bakhshi
I remember
The colours of childhood,
On Holi we had the excuse
To bathe others in a rainbow
And get smothered by their,
Exuberance of many hues.
But as we have grown
We sit on the other side
Of the prism
Reverse engineering
Our varied palette
Into moral black or white
Or grey.
Having forgotten
The play
The enthusiasm
The lovely spontaneity.
Sitting immobile,
Wizened and aloof
Feeling superior
Yet. Colorless.
By Paramjit Singh Bakhshi

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