By Biraj Dixit :
THE Great American writer, philosopher, poet Ralph Waldo Emerson
felt that Nature always wears the
colours of the spirit. I am not sure if he
was awareof thecolourfully spirited festival of Holi celebrated in India. For if
he had, he would have elucidated his
statement with a fine example.
The festival of coloursis upon us. And
though the fire of the celebrations will
beignited tomorrow,Naturehas already
adorned the colours of the spirit. Or to
bemoreprecise, thehuman
spirit will wear the colour
of Nature–that of cheerful
indulgence in the inner
mirth and of aligning oneself with multitude of hues,
sheddingitsown colours to
wear all of them together.
The blessed month of
Falgun brings the heavens
down on earth. If you happen to be an early riser and
love to bathe in the morning sun,just closeyour eyes
and hear the song of the birds. It’s an
amazing ‘jugalbandi.’
The chirps, the
chewinks,thebuzz, therattle, their‘sawal-jawab’ is music. While still keeping
your eyesclosed, takeadeepbreath.The
air orrather the cool breeze comes with
a multitude of fragrance. As if it is still
holding on to the intoxicating smell of
the ‘raat rani,’to create a concoction in
collusionwithathousandroses,‘mogras’,
‘juhis’ and ‘champas’.
Then slowly open your eyes and look
around. Your gardenisaplayofHoli
from the heavens.
The beautiful
morninggloryblue
and purple is raising its beautiful head
while the bright red and yellow hibiscus are still dazzling, the white mogras
are taking shape, the pink adeniums are
holding round. The bright pink
bougainvilleais opening armswhile the
bright blue aparajita too is spreading
its pigeonwings.
The bright yellow allamanda is pompously announcing its
presence while the white ‘tagar’is packing a punch and the ever-joyous vinca
is as joyful as ever.
And yet amid all this beauty, you cannot stop yourself from bowing to the
Kings of King – the Rose. It is present in
many colours, shades, shapes and hues
- red, yellow, pink, white and red-white,
red-yellow, pink and peach and many
more. Knowing full well of the many
thorns underneath, it stands tall,
acknowledging thebow.Oh!Themajesty.
Oh! The pride.
The trees too stand tall,rootedin wisdom. They are wearing the softest of
green. Far away, a forest seems up in
flames as a very introverted Palash,
draped in all orange, opens up to offer
its fellow occupants of earth seasons’
greetings. ‘Happy Holi,’ it says. I am all
ready, are you?
Are you?
In spirit as in the ceremony?
Thesebeautiful flowers, trees,beesand
birds all are ready and wish to know if
we humans are ready too? The month
of Falgun has come to bring the heavens on earth? Are we ready to shed our
colours to wear all the hues?
Nature gets more and more nervous
with human fixation for one colour.
Saffron is for someone, green for someone else, blue for still others. Falgun is
Nature’s way of showing humans the
broadest spectrumofcolours,ofhuman
possibilities. It shudders at the human
weakness for one.
So, here comes Holi to remind all the
denizens of earth the heavenly joy of
colours. To those who love to camouflage themselves in one set of colours
to feel secure, it
comes as a
reminder of the
brightnessofcontrast and wisdom
in accepting it. To the lovers of one
colour, it opens the world of many hues
explaining their need for fulfilment of
life. To the lovers of grey, it brings the
joy of the riot of colours. To the holders
of peace-ful white, they offer a rainbow denoting the need for the sun to shine
after rains. Colours are celebrations of
abundance through variety. Let’s
embrace them - in toto.
Day after, the townwillbepaintedred.
Facesmay turn green but not with envy.
Many may see red but not with anger.
Many a white lie will do rounds. Some
will sense a golden opportunity and
some will see the silver lining. Things
may come out of the blue and expect
nothing to be in black and white, all will
be in the pink of happiness. As Nature
wears the colours of the spirit, so will
the human spirit wear the colours of
Nature and bask in the abundance of
the variety it offer to the human spirit.