HOLI- Painting the Monochrome Life

Hey Peeps!πŸ˜„

For those of you checking the calendars as well as for those considering me mad, I’d like to declare:


But it’s just that after soo soo long I’ve penned down something I think was worth a post that I JUST CAN’T WAIT for the actual festival to come near so that I can post this!! πŸ˜…πŸ˜‚

So now that you know WHY I’m posting this, let’s head on to the write-up straightaway! πŸ˜„


With painted faces and hands full of colour

With dancing hearts and souls full of vigour

They ran down the shimmering streets

Basking in happiness, dancing on dhol beats

She cupped his face with her hands, colouring his half grown beard

He spattered gulaal on her hair as they cheered

Hugging and dancing, they paved their way

Walking barefoot, all merry and gay

True magic it was what filled the air

For they were making memories, so happy and rare

He enveloped her with his brawny biceps

And they walked towards home with blithe little steps

The stars smiled down at the mirthful couple

She clasped his hand and a few words did mumble:

“Thank you! I’ve never felt this ecstatic in years!”

And as they set foot in their little dwelling, he whispered something in her ears:

“You have always had my shoulder for tears and cries

But I know I haven’t given you much to cherish since our parents’ demise

Yet these precious smiles, my little pocket could surely bear

To make this holi a happy one, dear!”

The tears that rolled down their cheeks, they wiped

She embraced him and replied:

“For all the smiles, love and colours, I feel grateful and blessed

I love you so much, brother! You are the best!”





So I thought of writing a piece that represents what one day of celebrations means to people who are not very fortunate in terms of wealth.

People who are not even grown up enough to face the hardships of the world yet they have to.

So here is the poem that narrates the tale of the dull and monochrome life led by two adolescents whose parents died when they were kids.

Consequently,the brother takes over the burden of the little family and misses out on enjoying his childhood by choosing to be the strength and comfort her little sister needed.

This is the poem about the brother-sister-duo whose life is to some extent coloured by the gulaal that represents the happiness they were yearning for.


So, tell me what you felt about this one in the comments section below.

Goodbye until next time!πŸ˜„

12 Comments Add yours

  1. Oh oh okayyy omg you’re BACKKK.

    This is a vivid masterpiece let me tell you! =)

    Riddhima, believe me, no sane person would consider you mad if they actually read this splendid and talented piece that you’ve penned. I was smiling so bright! I could completely visualize the girl running to her brother with the gulaal in her hand ahhhh this was beautiful! And the story behind it shows how much of thought and hardwork you’ve put into your writing.
    How the siblings celebrate holi smearing colours across each other with little to worry as a means of escape from their monotonous and sad life was touching.

    I loved this so so much! I’M WAITING FOR MORE GIRL! πŸ’œπŸ’œ

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    1. Meghaaaaa!!❀❀
      Thank you so much for such a heart-warming comment! You really never fail to make me smile!πŸ˜„
      Thank you for always being there with me!
      I’ve always said this, yet it’s never enough to thank you for your support and friendship.
      You know, girl, you’re gonna be a major part of my autobiogrophy(only if I write one someday though!πŸ˜œπŸ˜‚)
      You’ve always kept me going!😊
      Love you sooooo much!❀❀❀

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  2. Nidhi says:

    Beautiful storytelling through the poem. Had me captivated till the end..

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you soo much!😊❀


  3. Winnie says:

    So eloquently penned! Welcome back, Riddhima! πŸ€—β€οΈ

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you so much Winnie!! πŸ€—β€β€

      Liked by 1 person

      1. Winnie says:

        You’re welcome, Riddhima! πŸ€—β€οΈ

        Liked by 1 person

  4. Ankit Batra says:

    Awesome one riddhi. Keep up the good work.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you! πŸ˜„


  5. Ankit Batra says:

    Beautifully written … Riddhi we all r proud of u.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you so much!! I’m glad I made you proud!πŸ˜„β€


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