The Colored Darkness
It was Holi, the festival of colors. I knew that day, if I went to college my friends would smear my face with colored powder. I didn't like looking like a colored beacon, so I was uneasy. I went to College, the periods passed by in an eternity. Then, came break and everybody from their bags started taking out the colored powder called Gulal and started throwing and smearing it on each other.
I felt like I was transported into another world. The faces were smeared with colors. Red, Green, Blue, Yellow, Orange, Purple, you name it. The clashing fusion of the colors made everyone look like demons. In fear, I tried to avoid the demons for as long as I could. Two demons came to me and requested to apply the Gulal on me. Having no other choice, I accepted. They smeared Gulal on my face. I was filled with a feeling of Joy even though I had no intention of applying gulal on them.
I stared at my face by the front camera of my mobile. I was starting to look like a Demon also. But that didn't matter cause there was joy and happiness all around me. I washed my face under the tap and saw the colors mixing and fading away with the water. I decided to leave for home. As I left the sun sank and darkness came into being.
It was then that I realized, that all the colors had vanished. Only the blackness remained, the blackness of the void in my Heart. It was ever-growing as I waited for Holi to come around again, so that I can fill the void of sadness with colors once again....
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