Holi

Hello, I'm Prahlada. My name is Prahlada, and I want to tell you a story from a long, long time ago. My father was a very powerful king. He was strong and wanted everyone to sing songs just for him. He would say, 'I am the best king.' But I loved to sing my songs to someone else. I sang to Lord Vishnu, who was so kind and good to everyone. This made my father very unhappy. He did not like that I sang to someone else. He would frown and tell me to stop, but I knew in my heart that being kind was the most important thing, so I kept singing my happy songs.

My father and my aunt, Holika, came up with a tricky plan. My aunt had a very special shawl. She told me it was magic and could keep her safe from fire. One evening, she asked me to sit on her lap right next to a big, warm bonfire. It looked like a giant campfire. I was a little nervous, but I trusted her. Then, a big gust of wind went 'WHOOSH.' It blew her special shawl right off her shoulders and it landed all around me. The shawl wrapped me up like a cozy blanket and kept me safe and warm. It was a big surprise. I wasn't scared at all because I knew goodness would protect me.

When everyone saw that I was safe, they cheered and danced. They were so happy that kindness had won. To show how happy they were, they started throwing beautiful, bright powders in the air. There was red, yellow, blue, and green. The colors flew everywhere like a happy rainbow. This celebration became a festival called Holi. Every year, people celebrate Holi to remember that good things happen when you are kind. We throw colors to share our happiness with everyone we love.