Happy Holi Everyone!!

After being settling down into a metropolitan city for my studies, I was quite happy. But, when it comes to celebrating festival these cities turn out to be worst.

I am studying in a engineering college as a computer science student, since last 1 year and I am quite sophisticated with their idea of celebrating festival.

On normal days we share files and images related to studies, and On festival we share images related to festivals.

But Last year on Holi, I had a good time with my laptop. Surprisingly while searching for the next movie to watch, I came across childhood photos of me and my friends when we used to celebrate Holi. I was so happy to switch to that folder that I started scrolling down after connecting with the projector installed in my house.

I saw, my best friend Ashmit giving his best pose he could for Facebook. Hundred of colours on him and still we trying to put some mud on him.

Noor, my favorite player in Holi who performed phenomenally well, was no where lacking behind to spread colours on us.

I still remember, Shivam never used to play he was quite there to provide constant supply of colours to us.

Lot of memories came to my mind while scrolling down those photos. I still remember that how we used to celebrate each and every festival.

Tear rolling down my eyes, we had a conference call that day. We smiled yet again on a call and promised to celebrate next holi again.

But, today is the next holi. Still no phone calls. Still no messages.

Is it that difficult to keep promises?

Should I call them again?

I guess No!!

That is how we celebrate holi by remembering old memories. This is I guess how life is. 💔❤