The festival of Holi always brings sweet college memories.
The way we used to celebrate with all the crazy things , brings smile on my face.
I used to start at my house in the old city on my “Apollo” cycle early in the morning.
The first stop used be at Guru’s place Khudbiguda.
Drenched in colours, move to Ravinder Reddy’s house at YMCA and from there to George at Barkathpura.
From there to Vijay’s place at Chikkadpally.
Once we were caught by local police seeing colour bottles in our hands while we were walking, thinking that we are playing on the roads.
We had to convince the inspector that we were medicos and then only he let us off.
From Vijay’s place we used yo go to Bharathi’s at Narayanguda and from there to Bakul and Shekhar at Badichaudi.
Peddling all the way we all used to go to Razvi’s place at Lakdi ka pul and from there to Krishna Mohan at Panjagutta.
After drenching him, we used to go to Noor khan bazaar to Abbas Ali Moosvi,s house.
After playing colours with him, we used to proceed to Gulzar house to play with Girish.
It used be almost 5 in the evening.
After reaching home, have a bath and take the lunch and dinner together and used to go for a second show movie.
It was “Pathar ke sanam ” at Navrang cinema!
The entire row used to be occupied by the gang and enjoy the movie with choicest comments.
Reach home at 2am.
Those were the days.
The hostlers used to have different celebrations.
– After college days , I have not enjoyed Holi again!