#Gulaal

[mideltainternational]

On this Holi, may you accomplish all your desires. HAPPY HOLI! 🎨🥳

[toshaliofresort]

Let's Spread the Color of Joy and Happiness this Holi!!

Toshali Group of Hotels & Resorts wishes you all a very colorful, joyful and Happy Holi.

[allthelivesweneverlived]

Holi hai :D

[urmomw4ntsme]

saw this absolutely sexy james potter lookalike guy with a fucking hritik roshan voice and MY DAD WAS STANDING NEXT TO ME i will genu just die atp because im not getting any of these gorgeous gorgeous people ever

[the-always-enjoying-wali-ladki]

Aaj holi hai aur international women's day bhi.

What more of a reason do I need to wear my favourite silver jhumkas and a white kurti and romanticize everything?

🪷Happy Holi and Women's day everyone🪷

[phoolofficial]

In a world where the whispers of sustainability echo louder with each passing day, there’s an undeniable allure in reimagining our festivities through a lens of eco-consciousness. As we approach the joyous occasion, Holi, that makes us dive in colours and merriment, let us unveil a tale of artistry and reverence — the tale of Natural Gulaal. For more read- https://phoolblog.medium.com/embrace-the-beauty-of-natural-gulaal-for-a-sustainable-celebration-e5590599fff4

[unirav]

Dive into the vibrant world of colors with Indian Karigar Starch Holi Gulal! Explore the rich hues and celebrate Holi like never before. Read our full article for all the colorful details.

[pratsmusings]

Where to buy natural Holi colours in 2023?

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[ilyricshub]

Aarambh Hai Prachand Lyrics - Gulaal | Piyush Mishra

#Aarambh #Gulaal #PiyushMishra

[merakienterprise]

Sana Maryam Gulaal Vol 2 Lawn Collection | Karachi Printed Dress Materia...

[pyaari-naari]

Mere jhumke gawah hai,

Tere haathon gulaal lage bina meri Holi adhuri hai~

[aratrikauwu]

Sakal Ban

Holi or the spring festival, as they call it now, is a festival of life. It symbolises the birth of new life. Today is Holi. It feels as if the kingdom has been washed by a wave of colours. The women are wearing beautiful ghagra-cholis. The men are rather plainly dressed, wearing a plain white kurta, along with a colourful turban. The huge courtyard of the palace has been decorated with rangoli. God, even the servants, who usually wear beige sarees, are wearing colourful clothing today. It seems like the colours of Holi has touched everybody, expect me.

It's all because of you, my cruel king. You knew how much I loved Holi, how excited I was to spend my Holi with you. How eager I was to smear gulaal all over your face. You promised me you would come back before Holi. You promised me you would defeat the invaders and come back to me. You did defeat the invaders, you did keep your promise to your countrymen, but what about my promise?

You came back. Draped in a white cloth, you came back. With numerous scars all over your body, you came back. Devoid of life, colours, you came back. You came back and took away everything I loved from me. You took away colours from my life, you took away joy from my life, you took away yourself from my life. How could you be so heartless to your priyatama? I hate Holi because of you now.

"Oh mohe awan keh gaye aashiq rang, aur beet gaye barson, sakal bana."

"Phool rahi sarson, sakal bana~"

[titaliya]

Arshi Fiesta 2024 Theme : Colours/Stages of Love!

Sharing a one shot that I wrote sometime ago. I've added a few tweaks to include the word prompt reverie @arshifiesta

Click on the link to read it on wattpad

Scarlet Hues

Arnav held her, as she leaned into his chest, feeling his heartbeat, their heartbeats beat as one. He was in awe of her beauty- her hair, her eyes, her smile. She looked more beautiful now with a scarlet hue from the gulaal and with his senses being enhanced by the bhaang.

He never wanted this moment to end - them together by the pool, in each other's embrace. It felt like a dream, a daydream no less. In this moment, there was only love in his heart, no anger, no hatred, no thoughts of her betrayal. In this moment, she was just Khushi and he was the Arnav she fell in love with. It was perfect. So, he simply held her to himself.

As he took all of her in, her fingers entwined with his, the weight of her on his chest, her deep breathing, he realised she'd fallen asleep.

The reverie was breaking. The fog in his head, from the all bhaang was slowly lifting as well. The moment had to come an end. He carefully carried her sleeping form, not before admiring her one more time, and lay her down on his bed. She scrunched her face, as if she was missing his closeness, but went back to sleep.

"Chhote!" Anjali's call echoed through the door.

Arnav opened the door.

"Here you go, Lemon pickles. Take them, freshen up and come down for tea with everyone." She said and left the room to Khushi and himself.

Things were becoming clearer by the second and he did as he was instructed by his sister. A question rose in his mind.

Should I wake Khushi up? She had slept by the pool the past few days. Maybe, she could have the bed for the time being.

Right then, Khushi moved in her sleep, she looked uneasy and she murmured something which sounded a lot like 'no...stay away'

Concerned, Arnav rushed to her side and Khushi woke up with a jolt. Before Arnav could react, Khushi had assessed her surrounding and looked relieved and her body relaxed.

"Arey waah! When did I float from the poolside to the bed?" She asked, still very much under the influence.

Arnav simply smiled and handed over the lemon pickle. He was almost sober now.

"Have this... We have to go downstairs..."

At the mention of downstairs, Khushi's expression changed. She looked worried "no...no..I don't want to go downstairs..no...no..." She kept repeating, like a scared child.

Arnav was now sure, something was wrong.

"Khushi! Khushi!" He caught her hands gently calming her down. "Look at me! What happened?" He asked patiently.

"Woh! He is downstairs..." She replied, shaking her head.

"Woh kaun?"

"Woh Ghatiya Aadmi...Here... It's safe Arnav-ji, with you.... I don't want to go downstairs... please" she was almost having a panic attack.

A splicing pain, zapped through Arnav. What was she talking about?

His hand moved in its own accord. He took her palm in his and placed it on his chest. His other hand to cradle the side of her face, his thumb softly caressing her cheek.

"Hey...shh...shh..." He whispered. "Feel that? Feel my heartbeat... Our hearts beat as one, remember? Now breathe with me...deep breaths..."

He seemed to have assuaged her fear.

"We aren't going down, okay?" He assured. She nodded, taking comfort in his touch.

"Good..." He sighed internally, seeing her regain her composure. But, his relief was short lived, as his mind began to race in a thousand different directions.

What was I missing? Who was Khushi scared of? What the fuck is happening?

He looked down at her and she looked like she was studying is features and as if she'd read his mind, she began to speak.

"Woh.... He is taking advantage of my silence... After I found his truth, I broke my engagement with him....Told him to stay away from my family and I...he wouldn't...instead he misbehaved" She mumbled.

Arnav could barely make out from her words, that she was talking something about her ex-fiance.

Was he here? Was he still terrorizing her? Misbehaving with her? I have to find the guy... I'm going to kill him.... Aman can track him down..What was his his name?

Arnav's train of thought abruptly halted upon recalling her ex-fiance's name. A heaviness settled in the pit of his stomach.

No...It couldn't be...

"Sh..Shyam?" He articulated the name.

Khushi's facial expression was enough to confirm is doubt. Even in her intoxicated state , he could make out the fear and disgust on her face.

"Yes, him!" Khushi shut her eyes, in an attempt to will away those fateful memories.

She was visibly flinching to those memories before him.

A tumultuous anger built inside of him, seeing her fighting her demons.

What have I done? Fuck! What have I done? How could I've been so oblivious...The truth was there the whole time. I blamed her without knowing her side of the story and all the while, she was a victim. I put her through hell, when she was already traumatized. Oh no! No! I brought her under the same roof as him.

Arnav was falling deep in the spiral of regret, but, he couldn't let his emotions take over. She was very vulnerable. Her faculties had been compromised. He couldn't let re-live whatever torment that sick bastard had made her endure.

Blinking away his tears, he lightly pressed the pad of his finger to her chin, causing her to flutter her eyes open. They were bloodshot scarlet.

"Look at me, Khushi... A lot has happened today.... You should rest, okay?" He said tenderly.

But, Khushi wasn't fully listening. "I hated it..." She started her lips quivering.

"No..Khushi...You don't have to..." He pled, but it went to deaf ears.

"I hated when he touched me.... It was like..it was like acid on skin...scalding." She was going through it again. This was exactly what he didn't want happening. Her every word was like chipping pieces of his flesh.

"Please...no.. Khu..."

"First, On the day of Sangeet, by the poolside... Then, on the terrace, the day of the wedding..th..then...today..." Arnav cupped her face, finally gaining her attention. She was shivering, tears were flowing uncontrollably.

"Shhh....Khushi... Listen to me... He can't hurt you...not anymore... I'm not going to let that happen...hear me? Yes?" He soothed her, brushing away her tears.

"Yes..."she whimpered. Arnav exhaled audibly.

Without warning, Khushi threw her arms around him, almost knocking him of his balance. He stilled. He hesitated to hold her back, this time, scared, if he'll hurt her. But, Khushi was still shaking from the crying,so, he settled to run his fingers through the length of her hair.

"I never should have hid his truth..." Khushi whispered against his shoulder. Arnav knew what she was doing. He wasn't going to let her.

"Please, don't blame yourself...please..."Arnav implored, "If anything, It's my fault..I should have known, It's my fault. Mine." Tears clouded his vision.

She didn't respond, but only tightened her hold on him.

They stayed like that, till he felt Khushi's body succumb to the day's exhaustion.

He mindfully helped her to a comfortable position, pulled the comforter over her.

As he got up, Khushi clasped his hand. "Stay with me."

Arnav obliged got into the bed, beside her. She lulled back to sleep, immediately. He couldn't sleep, not with what he'd learnt today.

Tomorrow, after the effects of bhaang wore off, she was going to hate him, like she does his vile brother-in-law.

When that would happen, he didn't know what was in store for him. He didn't know if he would ever be able to right the wrongs he'd done to her in this lifetime.

He did know, there was an inferno blazing scarlet inside of him, and he was going to burn the Shyam Manohar Jha down.

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[kadwarasgullaa]

Mera pasandeeda marad kisi aur ko gulaal lagara hai guys 💔

[suguru-getos]

Not going to apologize for my Desi self wanting Satoru and Suguru to wear white Kurtas and put Gulaal on me with their cheeks all sensually and one of them hugs me from behind to trap me while the other absolutely lathers me in it. Happy upcoming Holi to those who celebrate 🥳 please remember to leave animals out of it & also the people who aren’t comfortable or consent to playing with colors. 🥰

Btw we played with colors @ work today and it was fun ‼️ 🫡 🥹

[not-a-nice-man-to-know]

When Alfred in Dark knight said, "Some men just want to watch the world burn",

When Osho lamented " This World is not worth saving.Once in a while I think that it will be better if third world war happens and destroys this whole stupid humanity. Perhaps there is a time when a thing gets so rotten that it is better to burn it",

And when Sahir wrote

" Jala do ise phoonkh dalo yeh duniya,

Jala do..jala do...mere samne se hata lo duniya,

Tumhari hain tum hi sambalon yeh duniya",

Then it was Piyush Mishra in Gulaal who put me into chaos saying using the same line

"Jaisi bachi hain waisi ki waisi bachaalo yeh Duniya

Apna samajh ke apno ke jaisi uthaalo yeh Duniya

Chhut put si baaton mein jalane lagegi sambhaalo ye duniya

Kat put ke raakhon mein palne lagegi sambhaalo yeh Duniya

O ri Duniya aa aa aa, O ri Duniya.

Tumhaari hain tum hi sambhaalo yeh Duniya".

- My Musing