burra na maano holi he..(don't mind its holi)..

That was what we told our tutor when he asked us, his students, not to paint him red! but those 'commands' fell on deaf ears like the lectures that are given in classes (as we always opt for studying at eleventh and a half hour of the exam). Our campus was pigmented with the colours of the spring on this Holi. The jovialty of the festival reigned the atmosphere with the commencing of this hot month. The heat was not given a chance to spoil the spirit of the enthusiastic students. Many were meandering about in every hues and shades as the 'aftermath' of the celebration. Even we were not spared of being metamorphed, and had been turned into pinkish aliens too.

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