A festival in Delhi

Today I like to express the fun and joy I had been done with my friends in Delhi on the day of “HOLY” 1995. On the day before holy I had to take permission of my father for staying in friend’s house for next couple of days. My father remains stayed in the hotel near old Delhi railway station. We all our friends went to nearby market of Amar Colony. There we had sweets and tea from a restaurant named “JUNEJA” then we bought some pump type machines by which it is possible to fill water and spray, with it lots of balloons. It was a style to smoke among us thus I had to buy some packets of cigarettes though I had tested several brands and lastly strict to the brand “Wills”- navy cut. I offered to everyone cigarettes they just flattered of my mannerism. On the way home; in front of main gate we met Ms Diana and her mother. She used to live on the 2nd floor of the building. They were the citizens of Afghanistan and were living Delhi as the war convicted citizens abide by law of India. When her mother was saying about some incidences with water supply of building to our friends I was wondering about Ms Diana” Did I saw a beautiful lady ever in my life as her either in television or in cinema or in practical life!?” Suddenly the conversation had over and we said bye each other but I got shot when Ms. Diana gave me a smile hiding every one when she left. The night of “Holy” became more colorful to me with just one smile. We sang songs, we laughed, we gossip, we played cards, we cooked food here is mentionable one thing that I became an expert of cooking special “Khicuri” a renowned Bangladeshi food after some days in Delhi. We filed up the balloons with color mixed water. We forgot to sleep and any other things on the night. In the morning we got out of home with huge packets filled with the balloons of water and dry colors in hand and for next two/ three hours we rubbed on people face and body with the colors and they also did same to us. I enjoyed when the girls came to give us colors mostly. We got back home by 12 o’clock in the noon. After returning home we saw Mr. Zakir had arranged some milk shake with the mixture of “VANG” which was a traditional local drink on this festival day. I had no early experiences about this. I just took two mug filled of milk shake which tested fantastic with nuts and flavor of banana, vang and sugar. After I finished Mr. Zakir said, “Anything are you feeling?” I said “no, nothing that can be mention able but milk shake was very testy?” He observed my face from close and said, ”OK, if you need you can have some more from the kitchen”. I gave a large smile and take a chair in balcony and observing people on the street. After a few minutes Fima came from her hostel and bought us Ice-cream. I took two of them and lighted up a Wills navy cut. Suddenly something happened to me, everything became slow around me. I took a look at all others who were seating beside me. It seems I am watching a slow motion picture. Their mouth was moving very slow when they were talking. The words were coming very slow in my ear. I thought,”I didn’t sleep last night”. I stood up and came inside room and turn on the television. After a long time I realize I am not watching Tv. I thought” what is going on. Why I am getting absent minded?” Then I went room where a music system was running on. I lay on the mattress and trying to listen what was the music about. I just realized only the base guitar was sounding too high. I got bore of the way of playing guitar because I felt that the musician was playing it very slow. Then I saw my friend Zulkar 9 came in the room for taking his towel for bathing. The way he came in the room, look at me, took the towel were felt very funny to me. All seems a slow motion movie in front of my eyes as if comic character was playing its role live with greatest skill. It just triggered something in me and I burst in to laugh. These sequences were repeating in my brain again and again, I just could not able to resist myself stop laughing. I forgot everything and continuing laughing. I didn’t even realized when zulkar 9 came and lay beside me. After sometimes I heard to say him, “Some body please put a shoe in his mouth. How come a man can laugh without any reason? He is horrible”. I burst in to laugh again after hearing it. The thought came in my mind “Shoe!!! Why shoe? Why not any other thing? It’s very funny” after that I could not able to remember anything. When woke up next morning I saw Mr. Zakir’s face was hanging on my eyes and asking to get up from bed because we were scheduled to Aligarah for a tour at the “University of Aligarh”. I said,” Is it morning?” He said, “Yes dear it is morning and what an experience we had last day after having the Vang”. I asked him,” Did I do anything wrong?” He said, ”You laughed all day without any interval and you went to sleep after 10 PM in the night”. I just felt relief and thought, “Thank God. I didn’t harm anyone” and went to fresh room; prepared myself ready for Aligarh. - Sahriar Ahamed, sahriarahamed@yahoo.com Cell # 01834529357