Bengal is the land of 6 seasons
unlike other parts of the world with only four. Spring is the last season in
the Bengali calendar and the most pleasant time of the year when the winter is
on the way out while summer is yet to set in. Be it east or west, spring has
inspired the poets generations after generations and they have generously
adored it with prose and poems.
Festivals bring people together
and the more inclusive a festival is the more popular it is. There is no better
time to celebrate than when the climate is good or rather the spring is in the
year. Holi, the festival of colors beats all other hands down in its
variety, rendering and inclusiveness. It is simply breathtaking and
comparable only to the festival of lights.
But this nice weather that we
love so much is also conducive to the growth of micro organisms and
spread of diseases. In the earlier days these colors were made out of
various natural elements were believed to have properties that enhance
our immunity system.
But our winter is devoid of ice
and things are different for those who wait for the ice to melt and bring some
reprieve. They wait for the foliage to return to the trees, they wait for the
flowers to bloom, they wait for the cherry to blossom, and they wait for the
sign of life and the sign of youth...... they wait for the spring.
Money can change our life in
lot of ways. HVAC system for
example has detached us from the nature. We do not wait for the spring so
eagerly any more. We have pleasant and controlled climate at home, at work, in
our cars or wherever we are. We have the fruits of all seasons all around the
year.
