Blast from the Past Thread #21 !!Holi ki Dhadkane!! pg114, epi 218 - Page 5

Originally posted by: indi52

Through the throes of hate, an innocent love peeped

Unfazed, unhindered, solution to an old puzzle seeked

Aisa kyun hota hai, with all her heart she asked

Hamari dhadkanein ek hain, he confessed at last

The drink was hitched, but the love was pure

Yet the journey of hate, the love has still to endure

How we wish the lemon, would never exist!

Inspite of being warned, the creep did not resist

A dance of joy with smiles and colours

It's holi time, watch the family in twirls


what is this that i feel.

what is this that you feel.

13 march 2012, holi.

It's a time to celebrate, cheerful and a happy one
Welcome everyone to BFTP twenty one

Aaj mausam hai suhana makes its debut

Khushi's 100 ways finds the way in too

in the middle of a story losing shape, losing thread, when suddenly for about three odd weeks there was this feeling of things going off kilter; holes, gaps, confusion; along came five days of beauty, grace, and breathtaking perfection. holi. those who saw the first telecast 12 march to 16 march 2011 will remember the thrill of it, the feeling of being taken away to another realm, another world. the colours of an emotion broke free and splashed across the screen, all over our minds, us. you had to get a little affected, just a wee bit high and ask full of wonder, "aisa kyun hota hai?" aisa kyun hota hai, why does this happen that just as you think it is all kind of over, enchantment descends. and dances. and you can't help yourself but walk toward it, your feet perhaps a little unsteady, but your eyes glazed with longing, your heart beating fast and in exact rhythm with it. finally you understand the meaning of ek, one. the colours come together, and leave a permanent mark on the mind.

winter had set on love. holi brought spring to it. this was the festival of love, once played for many days by none other than krishna and radha. she was fair, he dark, he fretted she may not choose him. his mother, tired of his worries and grumble, said, go colour your radha's face in any colour you like and see what happens. seems that's how they became a couple. so says one of the krishna radha myths. here too didn't just that happen? a hand reached out to claim its own, another trembled as it dared to do the same. a little trepidation, perhaps some fear, even nafrat, but then spring prevailed and said, let there be mohabbat. he touched the colour she'd put on him, wonder took over. she lost her bearings so she could find the meaning of her quickening breath. evil did its own prance, but love couldn't care less.

MY HEARTIEST CONGRATULATIONS FOR THE TWENTY ONE THREAD TO ALL THE BLASTERS. 👏 🤗

@ DurgaS ji The poem in the beginning is just perfect to celebrate the romance of ArSHI during Holi.

@ Indi ji the front page is fantastic filled with the colors of beautiful edits and words.

Every festival mark a turn point in this unique and lovely story. Every festival is worth to look forward.

Teej, Rakshah bandhan, Janamashtami, Dhanterus, Dewali, New year and now Holi.

Indeed winter is gone, spring has arrived with its charm.

ESSA KYUN HOTA HAI... ESSA KYUN HOTTA HAI... ESSA KYUN HOTTA HAI...

Questions... Questions ... And Questions ??????

But Every ANSWER can wait , as Holi is the best excuse to escape away from them.

Romance is in the air, all what is need is a tumbler of bhang to immerse the angry couple in the feeling of being drunk in love again with each other, with colors and with family.

I couldn't help adding this lovely song

RANGH DE ... RANGH DE... RANGH DE MUJHE ... RANGH DE...

Color me, yes color me

come color me

yes, color me in your love

color me in your love

come, color me in your love

I became dawn, awakened, I awakened

I became peahen, danced, I danced

Floor of my dreams, I walk jingling

I walk, I walk, side by your side, I walk

Come, Come, Oh Come, you become air

I assume all your worries, I sacrifice myself on you

I too am lonesome, you too are lonesome somewhere

I am incomplete here, you are incomplete somewhere

sort of a sound is sensed by me

where are you, where are, where are, where

carry me, you carry, you carry, there

as far as is the spread of sky, sky, sky

where world of love is nest

Originally posted by: Javeria3991

MY HEARTIEST CONGRATULATIONS FOR THE TWENTY ONE THREAD TO ALL THE BLASTERS. 👏 🤗

@ DurgaS ji The poem in the beginning is just perfect to celebrate the romance of ArSHI during Holi.

@ Indi ji the front page is fantastic filled with the colors of beautiful edits and words.

Every festival mark a turn point in this unique and lovely story. Every festival is worth to look forward.

Teej, Rakshah bandhan, Janamashtami, Dhanterus, Dewali, New year and now Holi.

Indeed winter is gone, spring has arrived with its charm.

ESSA KYUN HOTA HAI... ESSA KYUN HOTTA HAI... ESSA KYUN HOTTA HAI...

Questions... Questions ... And Questions ??????

But Every ANSWER can wait , as Holi is the best excuse to escape away from them.

Romance is in the air, all what is need is a tumbler of bhang to immerse the angry couple in the feeling of being drunk in love again with each other, with colors and with family.

I couldn't help adding this lovely song

RANGH DE ... RANGH DE... RANGH DE MUJHE ... RANGH DE...

Color me, yes color me

come color me

yes, color me in your love

color me in your love

come, color me in your love

I became dawn, awakened, I awakened

I became peahen, danced, I danced

Floor of my dreams, I walk jingling

I walk, I walk, side by your side, I walk

Come, Come, Oh Come, you become air

I assume all your worries, I sacrifice myself on you

I too am lonesome, you too are lonesome somewhere

I am incomplete here, you are incomplete somewhere

sort of a sound is sensed by me

where are you, where are, where are, where

carry me, you carry, you carry, there

as far as is the spread of sky, sky, sky

where world of love is nest

Originally posted by: chalhov

Congratulations contributors creators and readers of the Blast thread

season of flowers

season of colors

Originally posted by: indi52

holi, huh.

will i get sleep ever.

just wanted to thank everyone for contributing to the main posts.

sohara, i am so so so so glad you wrote and it is a beautiful piece. i read again and again as i edited. please do keep writing stuff for teh main post.

wiwy, beautiful thoughts. yeah, it was ret and desert almost, then came spring. that "paagal" how it changed the tone of everything.

faiqa, yet to read your piece, the collage is gorgeous, waiting to read later today.

soni, love your edit.

durga, despite no comp, no time, all the work and the colour touch on everything, beautiful opening lines/poem/holi edit.

supriya, post 2 looks marvelous... the colour thing, oh all this i hope brings rang to our man's life. our ladki has her show, now one for the guy, what say.

to everyone who liked what i wrote, thank you. there was something sublime about holi, radha krishna came to mind. not that i am a very religious soul. but krishna and radha are not about religion, they are about love essential, beyond everything. oh the play in them. and the colour. i have seen many holi things all my life, enough movies have these sequences, but nothing had this untouched innocence, this deep blooming of love. all the colours of love from possessiveness to yearning to mystery to magic to need to care to thrill joy silliness haq sensuality sexuality, attraction, friendship, trust, intimacy, everything was here... no amount of nimbu could mess with the spell. i loved it all and suddenly while thinking about it, i could practically see krishna teasing radha with colour and so mentioned it. glad you liked.

Originally posted by: sohara

How cum nobody mentioned how sexy and hot ASR was looking in white shirt and denim. I almost died when i saw the episode for the first time in TV.

credit goes to the maker.