Holi for every body is the festival of colours, but for students of Sainik School, it is more than that. It’s a HOLIDAY in the real sense...School is off, sweets are distributed, special lunch is served and we get to play or sleep according to our wish during the afternoon.
Holi in our school was celebrated in a great style; we used to assemble in the basket ball ground in civil dress with sweets placed in the table towards one pole of the ground. There were also colours (gulal) placed in plates for each house, all the teachers were also
present.
Our Principal used to distribute the sweets and colours house wise. Students would then proceed with the formalities by applying colour on the Principal’s face and the teachers. After a small sing song with dholak, the actual Sainik School holi unfolds inside the houses!
I remember how pits were dug inside the quadrangle of the houses and filled with water from the water tank used for Toilet. Volunteers for the pit digging weren’t spared, but their clothes certainly were from being torn, unlike the others. Very few students could manage to successfully evade from being thrown into the pit or the water tank itself, in spite of trying hard to hide. But it was fun; especially hunting for the ones who would be hiding and then chasing and dragging them to the pits.
There was also inter house attacks where the chasing and running took place in the roads covering the road in front of senior and junior houses, teachers quarters and near the pond. Few students were unlucky enough to be thrown in the school pond (fishery).This idea of throwing into the pond, pit or the tank was like a chain reaction, as the one
who was resisting, would then take the charge to find another, in a way of seeking revenge with fun. That was real fun which continued to last for the entire afternoon and ended with a community bathing followed by special food in the PWD or western canteen. Of course there were few who could manage to save themselves from all these by hiding in the areas of dhobi ghat, PWD and many such places untraceable by others. Although they could save themselves from the cow dung and mud but they could not save themselves from the buckets of water from the toilet tank which greeted them in their beds once they returned!
It was really great with all the friends, seniors and juniors. I miss that a lot.
Wish u all a very happy Holi…
Holi in our school was celebrated in a great style; we used to assemble in the basket ball ground in civil dress with sweets placed in the table towards one pole of the ground. There were also colours (gulal) placed in plates for each house, all the teachers were also
present.
Our Principal used to distribute the sweets and colours house wise. Students would then proceed with the formalities by applying colour on the Principal’s face and the teachers. After a small sing song with dholak, the actual Sainik School holi unfolds inside the houses!
I remember how pits were dug inside the quadrangle of the houses and filled with water from the water tank used for Toilet. Volunteers for the pit digging weren’t spared, but their clothes certainly were from being torn, unlike the others. Very few students could manage to successfully evade from being thrown into the pit or the water tank itself, in spite of trying hard to hide. But it was fun; especially hunting for the ones who would be hiding and then chasing and dragging them to the pits.
There was also inter house attacks where the chasing and running took place in the roads covering the road in front of senior and junior houses, teachers quarters and near the pond. Few students were unlucky enough to be thrown in the school pond (fishery).This idea of throwing into the pond, pit or the tank was like a chain reaction, as the one
who was resisting, would then take the charge to find another, in a way of seeking revenge with fun. That was real fun which continued to last for the entire afternoon and ended with a community bathing followed by special food in the PWD or western canteen. Of course there were few who could manage to save themselves from all these by hiding in the areas of dhobi ghat, PWD and many such places untraceable by others. Although they could save themselves from the cow dung and mud but they could not save themselves from the buckets of water from the toilet tank which greeted them in their beds once they returned!
It was really great with all the friends, seniors and juniors. I miss that a lot.
Wish u all a very happy Holi…