
The morning of Holi dawned bright and riotous over Rawat Residency.
The lawn had become a battlefield of color: pichkaris spraying arcs of gulal water, children shrieking with laughter, adults chasing each other with fistfuls of dry powder. Music blared from speakers—old Bollywood Holi songs mixed with thumping dhol beats. The family was in full celebration mode.







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