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"So, are you happy, finally having heard the story of Prahlad and Holika? Now will you please leave your grandma alone!"Eight-year-old Prahlad laughed and spoke up cheerfully,"Grandma, you know I love hearing the story of Holi."Premilaben hugged her grandson, bringing him on her lap and smiled,"Yeah yeah, why not! Since your birthday and Holi are on the same day, Isn't it?""Yes! And that's why my name is Prahlad.""Absolutely right my clever prince! And what does Prahlad mean?""Delightful!" Prahlad replied proudly.This conversation invariably took place between the grandson and his grandma, on every Holi, and both of them thoroughly enjoyed it.