Holi moments & sporting spirit!
HT asks sportspersons to take a trip down memory lane and recall their most memorable Holi. Be it Sandeep’s goals in the World Cup or Vijender’s slush puddle. Read on.Updated: Mar 08, 2012 00:46 IST
Sonrise for Kaif
My Holi started when my wife Pooja (Yadav) gave birth to a baby boy on February 26. I miss the festivities of my hometown (Kydganj in Allahabad). The Holi of my childhood days still reminds me of the fun we had. I would love to allow my son to enjoy the festival like I used to.
The child in RP Singh
When I was in the Sports Hostel at Lucknow, I always made special preparations. Once, I put a big drum filled with watercolours at the entrance of my room and kept the door open. And, two of my colleagues fell into it. “Bachpan ki Holi ka mazaa hi kuch aur tha jab apke upar koi restrictions nahi thee aur sirf masti karni hoti thi”
Sandeep’s Pak ambush
I have not played Holi for years in my native town in Punjab but the day in 2010 will
remain etched in my memory as we defeated arch-rivals Pakistan in a World Cup match at the Dhyan Chand National Stadium in New Delhi. We thrashed them 4-1 and I scored two goals. After the match, we all celebrated the moment with watercolours and it was a truly memorable day for all of us in the team.
Vijender’s slushy days
My Holi will be after I qualify for London. My celebrations at NIS Patiala, where I spent 4-5 years, are the most memorable. It was great fun, drenching fellow athletes, while I almost always had a lucky escape. In my childhood days we played Holi differently. We used to make a puddle of slushy water and throw our friends into it.
Anirban’s ‘Mess-y’ day
My pursuit is such that I’m on the move most of the time. Hence, the recollections are few. I was merely six but that year spent in Roorkee stands out. My father was posted there and descending at the Army Officers’ Mess with my parents still flashes across the mind. I had a great time.
Jeev’s Sukhna swims
As an amateur or professional, Holi has been a blur (as he would be travelling), but the best memories go back to the years when I'd just got into college (DAV, Chandigarh). The day would be spent throwing eggs at passing cars, applying colour on family and friends, moving around the city in mobikes and finally jumping into the Sukhna Lake to wash off the colours before going home.
Camp fun for Mary Kom
In Manipur, people are not very enthusiastic about Holi. So the first time I played Holi was when I had come to Patiala for a camp. Last year we had lots of fun, as almost all pugilists were in Patiala for the national camp. Most girls are reluctant to use synthetic colours because it causes skin problems, but me and my friends had no such qualms. We enjoyed every moment.