Saree Ke Fall Se


This song that has been humming in my head for past 1 week.

First watch the making of the song video (from the movie R..Rajkumar, music by Pritam) and then the song video itself (it has almost 58 million views todate and counting!!). A classic Prabhu Deva dance moves (if you remember the weird but funny moves from his earlier Tamil movies) and great acting from the loveable and a spot-on chemistry by Shahid Kapoor & Sonakshi Sinha.

P.s. This song made the desert to be so colorful and beautiful and I like the instances of bass guitar streaming on the second part of the chorus. Simply superb!

The making of:-

The final copy (ignore Salman Khan’s ad at the start):-

With that, wishing all a great weekend ahead and Gong Xi Fatt Choy & happy holidays for all those are celebrating Chinese New Year. Please always use your indicators when you want to change lanes and look out for traffic before switching lanes – especially with rainy days these days.

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Crazy on Luka Chuppi


One for the weekend…

(This song was sung by Kuhoo Gupta and Pradip Somasundaran who did a fine job rendering the song from the original singers, Lata Mangeshkar and A R Rahman)

Damn, it is the song that I have been listening all day long for past one week and I can’t shake it off.

I saw the movie Rang De Basanti starring Amir and the duo from the 3 Idiots sometime ago, liked this song (especially the fast guitarist music in the  background which later transcend to a haunting tabla music) and this song has been one of the must song that I listen at least once in the morning especially when I am starting on my journey.

A R Rahman is simply brilliant with his composition (the other compositions – Tu Bin Bataye and Roobaroo are brilliant as well) but equally brilliant is the lyrics (I don’t understand Hindi – it is not necessary though, music is an universal language – you can just sense the meaning without you realising it).

It makes the song more touching with the beautiful lyrics is the scene from the movie – where a mother loses her loving son and his friends losing a good friend and they know that he will not be back.

The award winning lyrists, Prasoon Joshin who wrote the lyrics for this song said that the lyrics was developed while discussing with Rahman the scene about a mother losing her son. Joshi wrote the lyrics about the mother and son playing hide-and-seek with the sad reality of the son being hidden forever. He confessed to have been in tears while Mangeshkar was singing the song. The soundtrack won the Filmfare Best Music Director Award, and had two of its tracks, Khalbali and Luka Chuppi, considered for an Academy Award for Best Original Song nomination (Source: Wikipedia)

The translated lyrics, from Music & Lyrics blog:-

[Mother]
Luka Chuppi bahut huyi saamne aa ja naa
Enough of hide and seek, come before me.
Kahan kahan dhoondha tujhe
I searched for you everywhere.
Thak gayi hai ab teri maa
Your mother is now tired.
Aaja saanjh hui mujhe teri fikar
Its evening and I’m worried about you
Dhundhla gayi dekh meri nazar aa ja na
Hazy is what my sight is, come to me

[Son]
Kya bataoon maa kahan hoon main.
What do I tell you about the place where I am, maa?
Yahan udney ko mere khula aasmaan hai
There is freedom and independence like the vast sky here.
Tere kisson jaisa bhola salona
Like your stories it is innocent and beautiful here
Jahan hain yahan sapno vala
Its like a dreamland here.
Meri patang ho befikar udd rahi hai maa
My kite (I am) is flying without any worries maa.
Dor koi loote nahin beech se kaate na
Nobody to steal or cut my kite’s string.

[Mother]
Teri raah takey aankhiyaan
My eyes are waiting for your arrival.
Jaane kaisa kaisa hoye jiyaa
My heart is going through various emotions.
Dhire dhire aangan uthre andhera, mera deep kahan
Slowly darkness in creeping in the courtyard, where is my lamp(son)
Dhalke suraj kare ishara chanda tu hai kahan
The sun is setting and gesturing to the moon, where are you?
Mere chanda tu hai kahan
Where are you my moon (son)?

[Son]
Kaise tujhko dikhaun yahaan hai kya
How do I show you what is here?
Maine jharne se paani maa, tod ke piya hai
I’ve drunk water from the fountain maa
Guchcha guchcha kayee khwabon ka uchal ke chuwa hai
I’ve touched several clusters of my dreams
Chaaya liye bhali dhoop yahaan hai
The sunlight along with the shade is here
Naya naya sa hai roop yahan
The atmosphere is so different and new
Yahaan sab kuch hai maa phir bhi
All that I want is here maa… but still…
Lage bin tere mujhko akela
Loneliness is what I feel here without you

Have a nice weekend!

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Holy Man Encounters


(Sathya Sai Baba, one of India’s most influential spiritual leaders, breathed his last at a hospital funded by his organisation in his home town of Puttaparthi in Andhra Pradesh on last Sunday. He was 85. Image source: http://www.kevinrdshepherd.info)

To many around the world, the Great Guru is dead but here’s the troubling news that often associated with modern day, highly commercialized but dead holy men:-

A scramble has broken out for control of the $12-billion empire of an Indian guru with a worldwide following who died Sunday. Sathya Sai Baba’s devotees included actress Goldie Hawn, the Duchess of York and Isaac Tigrett, the founder of the Hard Rock Cafe chain, Pratibha Patil, India’s president, and Manmohan Singh, the prime minister, attended his last birthday celebrations.

As his health deteriorated in recent months, politicians discussed whether the state should seize his fortune. His nephew, R.J. Ratnakar, and Satyajit, a devotee, who cared for him, are among those reported to be jostling for control over the Sathya Sai organization.

Court documents allege that Sai Baba owned many cars, including Mercedes limousines and a Jaguar, and that the roof of his temple was lined with gold.

(Source)

To be frank, I am not really a devotee of Sai Baba or someone who closely followed his teachings (to an extent I thought that he was already dead many, many years ago) but the name is something I have been hearing since I was still small, often reminded of his name and image by some relatives in the family who consider him as the “Guru”. And who can forget the famous hair-do?

In recent times, other than Rajini’s movie “Baba”, the other “Guru” that made news in recent news was Swami Nithyananda and despite the denial by the Swami, the video evidence was rather overwhelming.

I still recall a long time ago when we were still living in Old Klang Road, my parents would make a short trip to a house situated on a hill along Jalan Morib, just across our housing area (these days things have changed a lot – there is a condominium on the same place now). We kids dreaded the place – not because it was scary but rather it was damn boring. We will walk to the house situated on the house – we loved the walk – the scenery along the road to the house is so tempting. There would be some people waiting at the front of the house, chit-chatting whilst waiting for the Guru (an elderly man with white hair) to be ready.

The Guru would start the session with some words of wisdom which was not so bad but once done, he will get us started on a long mantra session. This is the most boring part for us kids. Whilst the adult comfortably sit down in the hall, lights darken down a bit and everyone then starts the chanting of the mantra – over and over again, we kids would be edging to go out and breathe in some fresh air. We felt like we were drowning in all that chanting. We fought hard to keep ourselves awake – it was not really hard, our parents were by our side to knock us whenever they sense we were falling asleep. And somehow they always know the difference – we falling asleep and we closing our eyes and really chanting.

When the session is finally over, a small meal would be served, some chit-chats among the adults and finally we can walk back home. Thank God!

These days, the closest encounters with holy men would be at the temples and even this is kept to a distance. If one starts talking about religion in a rather passionately way, it merely signals the time to take our leave. Everyone have their sense of commitment when it comes to religion.

Persian Language


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Photos – Iranian currency of rial

The name Iran means the Land of the Aryans (source: Wikipedia) and it is not a big surprise when we find common Hindi words in Farsi (or rather common Farsi words in Hindi).

There are couple of Hindi words that we use here quite often – dosth (friend), yek (one), panj (five) and chai (tea). So who ever can speak Urdu or Hindi, can learn Farsi quite fast. We, the non-speaking Hindi / Urdu Malaysians on the other hand are learning Farsi on rather slower pace – probably one word one day. Words like:-

Boro boro – go go (used by cab driver when wanted the car in front to speed up before the light turns red)

Tatil – holiday (our favourite word on Wednesdays – Thursdays and Fridays are off days here in Tehran)

Chetori – how are you? (for which the answer to this would be khubam or good even though one is not feeling well)

And of the favourite of my colleague here – dus say ta ram (I love you) and he is learning new ones too – panjshambe berim cinema (on Thursday, let’s go for cinema).

(To be continued)

A funny game called cricket


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(Everything I need to know about the game, I learned it from the movie “Lagaan” – combination of great masala story, crude cricket manual & lovely AR Rahman music)
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I am a Malaysian Indian and yet cricket and me is like oil & water. It never mixed. It is the same as the Afro-Americans not knowing to play basketball or the Japanese, not knowing about Sumo. The only time I tuned in to see cricket in TV is when I caught the sight of beautiful Indian girls cheering for their team.

Some of my friends from India are just baffled with my act of watching some animal killing each other in the Animal Channel whenever there is a critical India cricket match going on in Channel 80. Only once they had to grab the remote control from me so that they could watch it. Yes, I watched it too…to see why they were fanatical about it. Less than 2 minutes, I was bored and left the room. All the time I was thinking that cricket must a gentleman’s game of baseball (another game that I need to understand).

Things however changed when I was on an assignment in Ghana. There was one particular Sunday when I was in my hotel room and was too lazy to venture out (I was tired & lazy at the same time). There was nothing much to do in the room (you guess it right – I was alone), so I switched on the TV and there it was – the cricket match between India and Pakistan and it was just starting.

I could have just switched to another channel but something in me stopped me. At first, I thought of watching it for 10 minutes but I ended up watching it for the entire 6 hours – did not know cricket match can go that long (well not 6 hours because I vaguely remembered dozing off somewhere in between).

At least now I understand something about cricket – like how to get points, how a batsman is sent out and one or two rules. I am still not sure about how to calculate to get the “runs” – watching Lagaan was making me more confused on this. Thankfully the internet is full of cricket resources – only if I have the time to stop and read about it, I will be home free. I will, one of these days.

When I went back to Malaysia, I told about it to some of my old buddies (whilst drinking beer). This is what we talked about:-

Me: Guys, you won’t believe this but I watched cricket for 5 hours when I was in Ghana
Guys: (looking puzzled) are you all right?
Me: Ya, I am alright. Why?
Guys: (Pouring more beer into my mug) Why so long? Was the cricket beautiful?
Me: Yes (now I getting to look puzzled)
Guys: (Pouring more beer into my mug and looking at each other)

After couple drinks of beer later, I realised what they were talking about. I told them that I was talking about cricket the game, not the cricket the insect! Only then the guys looked relaxed.

I told you that cricket and some of us are like oil & water but it is a great game, especially if you have been watching it for 6 hours straight.
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