Holi is the most prominent festival of Sanatan Dharama(Hindu) religion. When the name Holicomes in our mind is directly associates with an illusion of colors but it’s a general perspectives about the Holi however who believe and faith as a Sanatan Dharama follower knows that the festival is not only about the Colors but it’s about the ancient religious history of a victorious truth on cruelty and evil and Pakistanwas the land where the religious festival originated.

In ancient era of Satyayuga(first yuga among the fourth yuga concept of Hindus), Demon King Hiranyakashyupwho was also leading Asurr (Demon’s League) at that time and he powered by a boon from Lord Brahma of granted him a customized immortality. The son of King Hiranyakashup little Prahladafrom the childhood he denied to accept his father so called lordship and totally rejected his cruelty. Parhalada faith in Lord Vaishnu causing raise in anger in Hiranyakashyup and he planned several tactics to kill his own son as he refused to accept his father supremacy.

Holika, sister of King Hiranyakashyup also powered a boon by her strong devotion and worship that she got privilege from fire as she will not charred by fire. Holika got order by her brother to charred his little nephew by getting him on her lap on bonfire as he failed to kill him by every ways. Holika as per her brother’s instruction did the same but the boon not supported her evil desires and instead to harm little innocent Prahlada the bonfire burned out the Holika.

The word of Holi derived from the defeat of Holika and actually it was not a defeat however it was also supremacy of truthiness over Evil and meaningful worship of Lord Vishnu by the Little Bhakt Prahalada. From the day the followers of Sanatan Dharama celebrates Holi tehwar by staging bonfire with all religious rituals and believing in only supremacy of truth and peace.

Holi Festival celebrates in 2 days of activities, the first day of Holika Dhaanas the symbolic day Holi on the full moon of the Phalguna Month of its 15th day. And the second day known as Dhulandi the day when Hindus played with colours. Dhulandicelebrates after Dwapar Yuga (second yuga among the four yuga) when Lord KrishnaKilled Pootna (Demoness) who motive of killed infant Krishna by her poisoned milk.

Defined location of Prahladapuri was “Mula Asthana” now a days known as Multanin Provence of Punjab, Pakistan. Globally the world recognizes two major Hindu festivals one is Holi and other is Deewali. Although many of us are not aware about the irrational history of Hindu Festival that’s started by our own land.

Jamila Street in the old city area of Ranchoreline famous for its over-ornate market. The place where you can buy from a range of pin to a plane. The street always shows the hustle-and-bustle on its main stream. Especially after Namaz e Jummah you can see and enjoy loud and joyful voices from the fruit sellers. If someone visits the market first time they will be surprise to see this exotic market environment.

It is above the middle of the day and it’s almost 3pm in the evening after Jummah Prayer when everyone have just finished their Jummah Namaz and busy to do organize food for lunch. Usually people at commercial markets arrange get together after Jummah Namaz and enjoy the lunch together. It was Friday and I came home earlier from office because it’s half day at our organization. I had to make it for Gulshan e Iqbal for meeting a friend so I left home and just crossed my street, when I was at the corner of the street that lies on Jamila Street, I came across to a “Little Dark-Face Boy”sitting on the wheel-borrow and selling menswear on the street.

At a first glance the face of the little boy attracted me like two magnetic poles of opposite magnitude attracts each other’s. His little innocent face with deep damp eyes was saying too many words not supported by its immature tongue.

His deep innocent eyes compelled me to go over there. I crossed the road and went over there and switched off my bike’s ignition stand it on side and went near to the boy and raised my hand with lovely smile for hand shake. Before I said anything a man also standing with this wheel-borrow asked me “What would you like to buy, sir?” I ignored his voice and asked the boy his name. I got reply in a sweet childish voice “Ahmed! My Name is Ahmed”. Its Ahmed of about 4 years old selling men’s cloth with his father. I asked to Ahmed “do you study?” He said: “yes”. I praised his father for sending him to the school but I also asked why you bring Ahmed with you at here? He said: “I afford Ahmed’s studies with very difficulties and if the situation goes same like happening now it will be more difficult for me to study Ahmed because already I am get stuck in financial constraint” he didn’t say more but I understood that he is keeping Ahmed on practice for its future and making him ready for kicking by curse fate.