Holi is the celebration of the color of spring in Northern
India, following the wheat harvest. It comes during the month
of Phagun (February-March). People are in their gayest of spirits
and celebrate Holi all day by throwing colored water and colored
powders at each other. The colored water is squirted during
the morning with a device called "pichkari " while the
colored powders, called Gulal, are smeared on people
in the evening. Sweets are distributed to children and relatives
visit during Holi with exchange of sweets.
In the previous night, before the day of Holi,
people in the neighborhood light bon fires, called Holikas, on the
cross roads. It is often a community celebration and people do
pujan (worship) of goddess
Holika prior to lighting the bon fire.
Bon fires date back to the days of Hiranyakashipu,
when he ordered his son Prahlad, a devotee of Lord Vishnu, to be
burnt alive; because Hiranyakashipu hated Lord Vishnu.
Hiranyakashipu asked his sister Holika to wear the magic cloth that
would not catch fire and hold Prahlad tightly on her lap so that he
would die in the flames and she would not be hurt. Holika could not
bear to kill the child. So she quietly transferred the magic clothes
onto Prahlad and got burnt herself, thus saving Prahlad. Holika
attained heaven for her pious act.
The ashes of the bone fire is streaked on the
forehead of people to bring good luck in the year ahead. In front of
the bon fire the neighborhood stars may have songs and dances for
fun. Children roast green gram, potato and other things in the bon
fire for their picnic. The bon fire may be left in its place for
several days and then cleaned out.
The colorful festival of Holi is closely associated
with Lord Krishna, who in his young age played and frolicked with
his band of cowherds and maidens (the Gopis) of the village in the hamlets
of Bridavan, Gokul and Barsana. Lord Krishna played Holi with so
much gusto that even today the songs sung during Holi are full of
the pranks that he played on the Gopis, especially his childhood
sweet heart Radhika, who lived in Barsana.
Krishna's romantic tales are also remembered during
the time of Holi. Krishna grew up into a handsome young man,
entrancing everyone with the magic of his flute which he used
to call back lost cattle and cowherds alike. The milkmaids all
fell hopelessly in love with him and realized that he was blessed
by Vishnu.
"If only we could all be flutes" they thought
longingly, "so that we could be constantly caressed by Krishna's
lips."
Krishna knew their love for him and often teased
them. One day as the young girls bathed in the river, Krishna stole
their clothes and took them up into a nearby tree. When the girls
looked around, they saw Krishna in the tree dressed in saffron
robes, his head and neck covered with garlands and with the blue
skin of Vishnu himself. The girls realized that he was indeed the
embodiment of Vishnu and, ashamed of their nakedness, they crouched
down into the water. However, Krishna spoke to them gently. "Clothes
matter little in the other life," he said. "Your nakedness is merely
a sign of your closeness to me. A child is not ashamed before its
father nor a wife before her husband. So come one by one and take
your clothes from me. While you are in this world, you need to cover
yourselves for this is the world of material things where appearance
and customs matter."
When they had dressed themselves again, Krishna
promised each of the girls that he would dance with them on the
night of the full moon. Overjoyed, they all returned home to their
husbands.
From the philosophical point of view, love is divine.
The playful frolics between Radha and Krishna and their eternal
love, are remembered on the day of Holi by throwing colors between
friends and relations. We all would like to share that divine
love, even momentarily, during the day of the festivity, amidst
the limitations of our earthly surroundings.