Holi ka wah pakka rang .....
Today, in the hubbub of Holi, I reached the same street, the same street where you first saw me and it was the day of Holi. Remember that Holi when I was passing through your street with your friends from the bicycle, and you were standing for a bucket of water in your hand, yes you were standing to make someone your victim, of course it was only a victim! He laughed, I still remember your face, maybe someone did not have gulal properly! Looking at this act, my friends gave me the perfect color black! And I had to run the black color in your hands on your hands. And the side was pressing the rump! I also remembered your house where a courtyard was seen from a mound. It was very fickle and fast that you had run into your house and reaching the courtyard and teasing me. Now the color that was applied to the hands was drying too, so I put that color on my forehead just like someone is preparing for war! And you went inside smiling, maybe your mum gave you a voice! My age was so delicate that I could not understand that smile of yours! Today, I have gone ahead of your house and I have that perfect color too, but you have not come anywhere to see your laughter! Now that monkey is too high! Something looks like that is your memory ... Today, I have gone ahead of your house and I have that perfect color too, but you have not come anywhere to see your laughter! Now that monkey is too high! Something looks like that is your memory ... Today, I have gone ahead of your house and I have that perfect color too, but you have not come anywhere to see your laughter! Now that monkey is too high! Something looks like that is your memory ...
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