This is for those who were unable to meet their family this Holi.

Holi, the festival of colors, is not just a day on the calendar; it's a vibrant tapestry of memories, emotions, and traditions that knit us together in a kaleidoscope of joy and unity. Remember those days when Holi mornings began with an air of anticipation, a sense of excitement that was almost palpable. Picture this: the early hours filled with the hustle of filling buckets with water balloons, the ritual of selecting old clothes designated for the day's play—each garment carrying tales of Holis past. Remember the warmth of your mother's hands as she anointed your hair with oil, her wisdom ensuring the vibrant hues wouldn't leave a lasting mark, except in our hearts. And then, the delight in the kitchen—the aroma of Gujiya and Thandai weaving through the air, promising sweetness in every bite.

Our fathers, the unsung heroes of Holi, would return with bags full of gulal and pichkaris, their faces lighting up with smiles as bright as the colors they brought. The moment "Holi khele Raghuveera" echoed through the society speakers, it was as if a signal had been given, unleashing a symphony of laughter, water balloon fights, and spirited chases. Those days when we would douse not just each other but unsuspecting cars and passersby with color, creating memories in every splash. And after hours of revelry, the long baths that followed, scrubbing away the colors but never the memories, leading to that unparalleled peace of a post-Holi nap. The evenings would bring the community together, a local music function under the stars, where stories of the day were shared and laughter echoed into the night.

Holi holds a deeper significance beyond the play of colors; it symbolizes the victory of good over evil, the arrival of spring, and most importantly, the strength of our bonds. Playing Holi with family and friends isn't just about the fun; it's a celebration of togetherness, rekindling connections, and making new memories. It's a day when happiness spills over, drawing everyone closer, wrapped in hues of love and joy.

Yet, as the sands of time shift, so do our circumstances. Adulthood, with its myriad responsibilities and challenges, often keeps us from returning to our roots on this special day. For some, it's the daunting task of navigating through pricey or unavailable tickets; for others, it's the heavy heart of strained or lost relationships. The sight of families celebrating together can stir a whirlpool of emotions, reminding us of what we're missing. Students studying far from home find themselves anchored by academic commitments, their hearts aching for the festivities they're missing.

Despite the distance, the essence of Holi—its message of love, forgiveness, and renewal—remains unchanging. If you find yourself away from your loved ones this Holi, remember that the spirit of the festival can still embrace you. A simple phone call to your family can bridge miles, turning nostalgia into a shared moment of joy. Indulge in some Gujiyas, and let the familiar taste transport you back to your childhood kitchen. Venture out, and let the local celebrations remind you that joy can be found in new connections, in the laughter of strangers turned friends. Holi teaches us that life is a canvas, and love, in all its colors, is our greatest gift.

This Holi, let's not let adulthood dim the brilliance of our festivities. Instead, let's embrace the festival with open hearts, finding joy in the memories we carry and the new ones we create. May the colors of Holi paint your life with happiness, and even in absence, may you feel the warmth and love of your family. Happy Holi, to those near and far.